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āļŠāļđāļāļĢ āđāļāļĩāļĒāļ āđāļāļ "What is it, Gorman?" asked the lieutenant, standing up in his place. "There are several vessels in Appalachicola Bay, and I thought of attending to them; but I think we have too much on our hands now, and I shall sail at once for the station. You will take charge of the Floridian, Mr. Flint, with such crew as you need," said Christy. "Just so; and I dare say he is asleep in his stateroom at this moment." "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. "Any orders, Captain Passford?" asked the first lieutenant, as he saw that Christy appeared to be master of the situation.