1688 v5
1688 v5
āļĢāļēāļāļē āļĄāļē āļŠ āļāļē āļĢāđāļē āđāļĄ āļĒāđ āđāļ āļĨ āļĨāļĩ āļ "I cannot say that I was; the cause of the South is religion itself, and I am there every time. Who told you that I had been engaged in smuggling?" "Who are you?" demanded the soldier. "I am the commander of this steamer, and I have been assaulted in my berth!" replied the sufferer, warming up a little. Captain Battleton struck a bell on his table, and sent the steward who answered it to procure the 69 attendance of the officers indicated, and they soon presented themselves. "Dr. Waterton," added Mr. Pennant. "Is there any doctor at the big house?" asked the lieutenant as soon as Job entered the house. The skipper took his cap off, and bowed very low to Christy when he realized that he was talking to the principal personage on board of the gunboat. He was well dressed for one in his position, and displayed no little dignity and self-possession. Perhaps, if he had not been tainted with a few drops of black blood in his veins, he might have been a person of some consequence in the Confederate service.