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"Do you remember the names of the officers who served with you in the Vixen?" asked the captain.

ด่า ฟา เบ ท 187 "This is mean of you, Christy, to put me in irons," said Corny reproachfully as he turned to his cousin; "I might have asked Captain Battleton to put you in irons on board of the Vernon; but I did not." "Dave," said the wounded lieutenant, the next time the steward came into the room, "no more 'massa,' no more 'moggywompus,' no more 'done do it.' You know better than to use such expressions, and you are no longer a 'nigger;' you are the ship's steward of the Bronx." The commission and other papers were all right in every respect. Christy handed his envelope to the commander, and he broke it open. It contained nothing but a lot of blank paper. "No, sir; I belong to Captain Flanger: his father is dead, and left me to his son." "But where did you learn this history of Corny's operations?" asked his uncle, knitting his brow as though he did not quite believe the narrative.