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[Cyrus L. <gu...@ru...>]

Past as safe and secure as though in a banquet hail on shore. Wit and
laughter accompanied the courses, and, as the submarine dinner was
concluded, Bill Witt's banjo was produced. Soon the ship resounded to
the "plink-plunk-plink" of the instrument and the gay songs of the jolly
submarine sailors. "If they could only see us now at Brighton!" laughed
Ted, as he surveyed the scene admiringly. Jack grew reminiscent.
"Remember that last dinner at Brighton?" he asked. "Fellows all wishing
us good luck and cheering for us out on the campus? And g