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in margin: 851 01010 Martinez, California. June 13, 1881. Dear John: The steamer Rodgers has been delayed from day
to day waiting for supplies form the East, and now this morning s paper states that she did not leave on Saturday as ordered,
but will go tomorrow, on the way to the unknown seas. So again I have time before the 1.30 Express, to write a little to you.
The Unknown Seas The words chill me, and fill my mind with strange wild fears and dreams, The weird charm, and mystery, and
the pitiless power O, my beloved, do not be tempted to seek knowledge of that awful wilderness of waters and treacherous icebergs
O, the mist, and the