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St Helena has only one entrance and no exit , ' say the people who love the island and never wish to leave . Jamestown is the entrance , and it is unique . By sheer chance rather than a love of beauty it has preserved its past almost ...
St Helena has only one entrance and no exit , ' say the people who love the island and never wish to leave . Jamestown is the entrance , and it is unique . By sheer chance rather than a love of beauty it has preserved its past almost ...
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Thus he back as 1583 , three Japanese amcultivated a great many gourds , bassadors landed on the island . They pomegranates and palm - trees , and were on their way to Rome , having kept ducks , hens , sows and she - goats been advised ...
Thus he back as 1583 , three Japanese amcultivated a great many gourds , bassadors landed on the island . They pomegranates and palm - trees , and were on their way to Rome , having kept ducks , hens , sows and she - goats been advised ...
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But there came a time when the Portuguese hardly dared to anchor off the island they had colonised . An observer of the period wrote : " The English and Dutch , in the churlish language of a cannon , sometimes disputed their property .
But there came a time when the Portuguese hardly dared to anchor off the island they had colonised . An observer of the period wrote : " The English and Dutch , in the churlish language of a cannon , sometimes disputed their property .
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