The Wreck of the South Pole and Other Strange Tales — page 82: what you’re looking at

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The Wreck of the South Pole. 75 Theos, but they took this merely as the ravings of a ship- wrecked mariner who had been wandering upon the ice. And recent events had so dazed me that there was some excuse for their belief. We sailed north at once, and after touching at a few islands between the great Antarctic continent and the Horn, met a severe storm which wrecked our ship. We put off in the boats, but for all I have ever heard they were wrecked also, except the one I wasin. It carried me here to this harbor, my mates dying before we reached it. You will wonder why I have been so resigned on this island. I was right. They began their search almost as soon as I disappeared, and shortly after I arrived at this island the Great Dissembler located me and appeared in his astral body one afternoon. “My boy,” he said, and there was no coldness in his tones. “I am glad to see you. We have been hunting for you ever since you disappeared.” And then he re- lated to me in detail the story of Theon after the great revolution and of the daily solicitude of Winnie and Costa for my welfare. “You have won the love of a noble woman, my boy, and we must get you back to us.” Some time later both Winnie and her father visited me, and their visits have been continued at frequent intervals, sometimes the Great Dissembler coming with them, and sometimes alone. They provided me with means of living CORNICE OOOLKS (SO)