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ทาง เข้า ole777 The naval officer read the orders aloud for the benefit of his associate. The flag-officer had obtained information that a steamer was loading with cotton at St. Andrew's Bay, and Captain Passford was instructed to visit that locality and capture the vessel, and any others that might be found there. "Very well, Mike; you are a free man on board of this ship." "He is a prisoner on board of the Bronx, with two Confederate naval officers who were his associates in the conspiracy; and we have also two seamen," replied Christy, who proceeded to give the narrative in full of the work done on board of the Bronx on the evening of the day she sailed from the station. "What are you about?" demanded the prisoner, attempting to shake off his captor when he felt the cold iron. "We always called it Bonnydale; and I know no other name for it." "I am just as glad to see you, Mr. Blowitt," replied Christy, taking the offered hand of his old friend. "Are you a Russian?" asked the commander, inclined to laugh at this singular name of one of the proscribed race.