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BALAKLAVA HARBOR.
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listeners felt down to the depths of their hearts the full force of the closing lines:
"Honor the brave and bold,
Long shall the tale be told,
Yea, when our babes are old,
How they rode onward.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honor the charge they made!
Honor the Light Brigade!
Noble six hundred!"
From the battle-field the party went to the village of Balaklava and hired a row-boat, in which they paddled about the little, landlocked harbor,
A BROKEN TARANTASSE.
and out through its entrance till they danced on the blue waters of the Euxine Sea. Frank and Fred could hardly believe that the narrow basin
