<br><p><b>Identifier</b>: sailorslifeunder01kepp (<a class="external text" href="https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=Special%3ASearch&amp;profile=default&amp;fulltext=Search&amp;search=insource%3A%2Fsailorslifeunder01kepp%2F">find matches</a>)<br><b>Title</b>: <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/bookidsailorslifeunder01kepp">A sailor's life under four sovereigns</a><br><b>Year</b>: <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/bookyear1899">1899</a> (<a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/bookdecade1890">1890s</a>)<br><b>Authors</b>:  <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/bookauthorKeppel__Henry__Sir__1809_1904">Keppel, Henry, Sir, 1809-1904</a><br><b>Subjects</b>:  <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/booksubjectGreat_Britain__Royal_Navy">Great Britain. Royal Navy</a><br><b>Publisher</b>:  <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/bookpublisherLondon___Macmillan_and_co___limited">London : Macmillan and co., limited</a> <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/bookpublisher_New_York__The_Macmillan_company">New York, The Macmillan company</a><br><b>Contributing Library</b>:  <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/bookcontributorUniversity_of_California_Libraries">University of California Libraries</a><br><b>Digitizing Sponsor</b>:  <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/booksponsorMSN">MSN</a><br><br><b>View Book Page</b>: <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://archive.org/stream/sailorslifeunder01kepp/sailorslifeunder01kepp#page/n161/mode/1up">Book Viewer</a><br><b>About This Book</b>: <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://archive.org/details/sailorslifeunder01kepp">Catalog Entry</a><br><b>View All Images</b>: <a rel="nofollow" class="external text" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/tags/bookidsailorslifeunder01kepp">All Images From Book</a><br>
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