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สมัคร ยูสเซอร์ ฟรี "Then there are cotton vessels at that port, are there?" asked Christy, pricking up his ears at this suggestion. In less than half an hour the two vessels were under way, and just at dark they were within hail of the flag-ship. "I neber spoke noffin but the truf, Massa Ossifer." "Don't you know?" Early in the evening, the two steamers were standing out into the Gulf headed to the south-east. In the middle of the afternoon of the next day, Mr. Flint reported to the flag-officer off Pensacola Bay. The wounded captain was as comfortable as a young man could be with two bullet-holes in his limbs. It was the first time he had been wounded so as to disable him; but he felt that he had faithfully done his duty to his country, and he was as cheerful as a man in his condition could be. Dr. Connelly reported that he would not be fit for service again for six or eight weeks.