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His reflections relieved him of all scruples in regard to any action he might resolve to take. He was held in confinement as a Confederate. When he had been taken by the enemy and locked up as a union prisoner, he had considered his duty, independently of his desire to be free, and he had effected his escape with Flint. In the present instance his confinement was not irksome, but he felt more keenly than before that he ought to do something to save the little gunboat; and he could do nothing without first getting into a position where he could act.

สมัคร 918kiss เว็บ ตรง "No, sir; I belong to Captain Flanger: his father is dead, and left me to his son." "Make the course about south, Vincent," said the officer, as soon as he discovered that the steamer was in motion. The first lieutenant inspected the work, and reported to the captain, who immediately ordered him to weigh the anchor. The chief engineer had been directed to be ready to proceed, and the steam was hissing with a merry music. The midship gun was of no service now, and Mr. Flint had been directed to keep up a steady fire with the 354 broadside guns at the embrasures of the fort as soon as the Bronx was in range. "I did, captain; I keep copies of all my reports. I have them in my valise," answered he of the South in a matter-of-fact manner.