Recollections of a Rebel Reefer

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Houghton Mifflin, 1917 - 491 страници
This is the story of the life of James Morgan, a member of the Confederate Navy in his youth and whom later became a farmer in South Carolina. It includes a narrative of his service on the Confederate cruiser Georgia, 1863-1864.

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