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"Are you a Russian?" asked the commander, inclined to laugh at this singular name of one of the proscribed race.
āļŠāļĨāđāļāļ āđāļāļ āđāļāļĢāļāļīāļ āļāļĢāļĩ 2021 āļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ "Don't you know me, Dave?" asked Christy, speaking out plainly so that the steward might recognize his voice. "I don't know that anything has broken," replied Mrs. Passford, with a smile, after she had said good-morning to her son. "But can you not recall some event or circumstance which will throw some light on the mystery?" persisted Dr. Connelly. "We are all right on the course, Mr. Flint; now make it west," said Christy to the executive officer; and then went to his cabin for his breakfast, directing the officer of the deck to report to him when the steamer was off the South West Pass. As only one of the broadsides of the gunboat was available in the action with the fort, the starboard battery was transferred to the captured vessel. Men enough to handle them were put on board, and Mr. Camden was put in command of her. It was late in the afternoon when all this work had been done, and then the Bronx led the way through the Pass, her mission fully accomplished.