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"Mr. Flint, drop a drift lead, and station a hand to observe it," said Christy, hailing the first lieutenant.
wm āļāļĢāļĩ āđāļāļĢāļāļīāļ "I am glad to hear it. Have you informed him that we have another lieutenant on board of the Vernon?" continued the commander. "We lie about south of what Mike calls the big house, a mile and a half distant from it. Make the boat's course north north-west, and you will strike the shore about half way between the planter's house and the fort. But when you get near enough to see both of them, you can land where you think best," Christy explained. Christy was satisfied that all was going well in regard to the capture of the Bronx, and he went to sleep after he had disposed of his dinner, and arranged the final details of the enterprise with the second lieutenant. Mr. Flint was somewhat impatient to carry out his plan; but Christy insisted that nothing should be done till the orders of the flag-officer had been actually disobeyed. It was decided that coming about, and heading the Bronx to the westward would constitute disobedience.