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The Message Ends

Then, come good wind or bad, I shall save my soul, and my honour as a captain. I am growing weaker, and the night is coming on. If He can look me in the face again, I may not have time to act.

If the ship is wrecked, perhaps this bottle will be found. I hope those who find it understand. If not ... well, then everyone shall know that I did as much as I could do. God and the Blessed Virgin and the saints help a poor ignorant man trying to do his duty.'