Mast and crows nest.
The Captain of the ship, who was filled with fire and brimstone.
An old ink well and feather pen.
Looking out of one of the small cannon windows.
Provisions.
A glimpse into the Captain's chamber.
At 3:15, it was time to ring the bell.....
...and the girls were at the right place at the right time.
Mayflower is a tiny ship.
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