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Lost Continent

Chapter 4
It was during the morning of July 6, 2137, that we entered the mouth of the Thames--to
the best of my knowledge the first Western keel to cut those historic waters for two
hundred and twenty-one years!
But where were the tugs and the lighters and the barges, the lightships and the buoys, and
all those countless attributes which went to make up the myriad life of the ancient
Thames?
Gone! All gone! Only silence and desolation reigned where once the commerce of the
world had centered.
I could not help but compare this once great water-way with the waters about our New
York, or Rio, or San Diego, or Valparaiso. They had become what they are today during
the two centuries of the profound peace which we of the navy have been prone to
deplore. And what, during this same period, had shorn the waters of the Thames of their
pristine grandeur?
Militarist that I am, I could find but a single word of explanation--war!
I bowed my head and turned my eyes downward from the lonely and depressing sight,
and in a silence which none of us seemed willing to break, we proceeded up the deserted
river.
We had reached a point which, from my map, I imagined must have been about the
former site of Erith, when I discovered a small band of antelope a short distance inland.
As we were now entirely out of meat once more, and as I had given up all expectations of
finding a city upon the site of ancient London, I determined to land and bag a couple of
the animals.
Assured that they would be timid and easily frightened, I decided to stalk them alone,
telling the men to wait at the boat until I called to them to come and carry the carcasses
back to the shore.
Crawling carefully through the vegetation, making use of such trees and bushes as
afforded shelter, I came at last almost within easy range of my quarry, when the antlered
head of the buck went suddenly into the air, and then, as though in accordance with a
prearranged signal, the whole band moved slowly off, farther inland.
As their pace was leisurely, I determined to follow them until I came again within range,
as I was sure that they would stop and feed in a short time.
They must have led me a mile or more at least before they again halted and commenced
to browse upon the rank, luxuriant grasses. All the time that I had followed them I had
 
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