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"I can do that again, Captain Passford," replied the gunner, who was in charge of the piece.

superslot39 "I cannot explain it—how can I?" replied Christy. "Whoever took out my papers and put the blanks in their place, did not make me his confidant in the operation." 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. "About nine o'clock; perhaps sooner. Byron will have the deck from eight bells for the first watch; I hope and expect Flint will turn in at that time, for he will have the mid-watch. It might be a little awkward if he happens to be on deck when we change our course from east to west." "Good heavens!" exclaimed the first lieutenant, as he came out from his shelter. "You are wounded again!" "We are bound to the westward, and the course looks as though we might be ordered up the Mississippi," suggested Mr. Flint.