PORK, powder, and biscuit was the cargo, with only a musket and a cutlass apiece for the squire and me and Redruth and the captain. -Treasure Island
The re-baking has significantly dried out and toughened the hardtack. I'm going to mail a piece to a friend in upstate New York, and hopefully he'll be able to give an account of how it travels.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
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