xxx Starboard Light

To the story of a man who never belonged anywhere whose backyard is the world, whose ways of life are the dreams of escape for those who what action but never find it. A man John Steele, adventurer.

When a race says of the word lose, that it means to part with unintentionally, to mislay, miss or let slip, to fail to keep control or maintain. Well, that's all right for such things, wallets, gloves, pens.

But can you believe that it would be possible to part with a boat unintentionally? To mislay, let slip or in short to lose a hundred ton schooner? I didn't believe it either, until it happened to me.

to me. All trails transcribed with John Steele adventurer and will be back in a moment to tell you the real story. The thing happens. I won't mind too much if I get a few funny looks. I guess the thing first started will take more expense than I. Don't call my doe and a

worm-eating schooner. I'd run a trade group in the South Pacific after war. We were tied up in the thaungus one night with supplies and I was stretched out on back half asleep on our head footsteps on the wickedie duck. First I thought I was because the tongue goes to the last place I expected to be a push-up like that.

When I came up and stopped, I turned to see my ears and heard right. They had. You're still here, that's good, I'm not too late. America's good? What? I was trying to think of any other shows that might sound like a white woman's high heels.

Mr. Benson, don't you think? Don't you think? You don't have of it. The bow and main must belong to me. The bow is registered in his name. Yeah, that's for insurance. I still don't have of it.