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"Not at all, for, as I said, my cousin Corny was brought up in the South, at Glenfield, near Mobile," protested the ailing officer, who was careful this time not to use the word "raised."
ufabet āđāļ āļ "Loadin' wid cotton de steamers fotch down." "You don't like it!" exclaimed the engineer of the Bellevite. The Bronx continued on her course indicated in the verbal order of the flag-officer. Christy felt that he had had a narrow escape from death, or at least a severe wound, at the hands of the desperado who had invaded his cabin. Flanger had escaped, after he had been put on board of the flag-ship, with the assistance of Galvinne; and he appeared not to have taken the trouble to render the same service to his confederate. The ships' companies of the two steamers were inclined to converse, giving and receiving the news; and doubtless the prisoner had taken advantage of the confusion to slip on board of the Bronx and secrete himself. "On deck!" shouted the lookout at the foremast head. "Light on the starboard bow!" "I did, sir; for we captured a privateer on the voyage," answered Corny.