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"Sit down on the floor, Dave, and I will tell you all about it," continued Christy, though the difficulty of convincing the steward was not unexpected.
āļ§āļīāđāļāļĢāļēāļ°āļŦāđ āļāļāļĨ sbo "We have a nest of them in the cabinâthe captain and two officers. What is to be done? We cannot allow the Bronx to be captured by any such trick as this, with forty-five loyal seamen on board of her, to say nothing of myself as a loyal officer." "I have a plain frock in my valise which I wore when the Teaser was captured," added Christy with a smile. "I will remove my coat and wear that." "I can do that again, Captain Passford," replied the gunner, who was in charge of the piece. "You must draw your own inferences, Captain Flanger." "Bless the Lord that you are his nephew and not his son!" exclaimed Michael fervently, as he raised his eyes towards the sky, which was beginning to be visible through the fog. "I have heard about you, for I was to pilot a vessel out of Cedar Keys when you came up there in command of the boats. Colonel Passford was over there, and he saw you on board of the Havana." "Mullygumps!" exclaimed Dave, as he suspended his labors on the trunk.