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"Steward, light the lamp in my stateroom," 163 said Corny; and Christy was glad to find that he intended to retire for the night, for he had no duties to perform unless there was a disturbance on the quarter-deck.

เว็บ หวย ออนไลน์ ที่ ดี ที่สุด The rattle of musketry became quite sharp, and the bullets were penetrating the bulwarks. Two had been wounded at one of the guns, and carried below. Christy stepped over to the end of the 355 bridge to call a hand to take the place of Boxie, and at that moment he felt a sharp sting, as it were, in his right arm, above the elbow. Involuntarily he raised his hand to the place, and felt the warm blood oozing from the wound. It produced a momentary faintness; but he braced himself up, and wound his handkerchief around his arm, calling upon the wheelman to tie it, as he hastened to the aid of Vincent. He said not a word about the accident. "He was not an officer, either of the navy or the army, but my cousin, Cornelius Passford, a soldier in the Confederate army." "Mr. Passford," continued the captain, indicating Christy with his finger, "your father's name, if you please." "It dropped from some of the men that were captured in the sloop." "Is the Bronx in condition for immediate service, Captain Passford?" asked the flag-officer. "Who are the other prisoners?" demanded Corny, as though he had a right to know.