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03-pathfinder_007-1758	James Fenimore Cooper	03-pathfinder_007-1758	1758		.txt	text/plain	4758	167	70	For it, it may be said water leaves no trail-- What do you call the wake? interrupted the pertinacious and dogmatical Cap. Anan? Go on, said Jasper; Master Cap thinks he is on the ocean--water leaves no trail-- It leaves none, Eau-douce, hereaway, though I do not pretend to say what it may leave on the sea. Once or twice the wanderers altered their course, in consequence of unexpectedly stepping into deep water; for they knew that the boat had lodged on the shallowest part of the rift.	cache/03-pathfinder_007-1758.txt	txt/03-pathfinder_007-1758.txt