I often think of my days at sea in the service of King and Country aboard the Zealous. I had gained quite the reputation aboard ship for dropping and breaking lenses. I was often able to repair my looking glasses by hammering out the dents and having a new lens or two ground by our Bosun Mr. Burke, who was extremely handy with such things. But, I fear, toward the end of my service, my old glass just barely got the job done.
When I finally left the Zealous, the boys aboard ship got together and gave me this fine looking glass as a remembrance. I shall think on them fondly each time I look through and make a new discovery.
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