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บา คา ร่า แอ พ "Who is it? What is the matter?" demanded the lady of the mansion, in tones which indicated anxiety if not alarm. "Of course my cousin Corny intends to hand the vessel over to the Confederate government." Dressing himself hastily, Christy hastened on deck, and to the bridge, where he found Mr. Flint, who informed him that the Bronx was off the South Pass of the Mississippi. The fleet of the flag-officer of the Western Gulf squadron had 306 gone up the river, with the exception of a single vessel, which had not been able to get over the bar. There were a few sail in sight. "Then you will oblige me by getting him into the cabin; I mean my cabin. I will be there in ten minutes."