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āđāļāļĢāļāļīāļ āļāļĢāļĩ āļāļē āļŠāļī āđāļ "Pardon me, Mr. Passford, but were you not sick when you came on board of the Vernon last evening?" asked the commander, with something like a frown upon his brow as the situation became more bewildering. "In that case, probably Mike was with him, and he may be a useful man to us as a pilot," replied Christy. "The commodore says the Western Gulf squadron had no steamer that was suitable for this service, for there is only nine feet of water on the bar of Barataria at low water. For this reason he had been requested to send the Bronx, not only on account of her light draft, but of her speed." The mystery was not solved till Christy embarked for the Gulf. "I have, captain," replied Christy, bowing respectfully.