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"Up oars! Let fall!" said Mr. Pennant. "Stern, all! Give way!"
pg āđāļāļ°āļāļģ āđāļāļ·āđāļāļ āļĢāļąāļ 100 Christy did not believe that the second lieutenant would turn in at the time indicated, though he might make a pretence of doing so, and shut himself up in his stateroom. Mr. Galvinne proceeded to say that he should have Rockton and Warton ready to make Mr. Flint a prisoner in case he became too inquisitive. Nichols and Sayles would 160 be available near the quarter-deck in case any demonstration was made by any portion of the crew. The progress of the boat was hardly interrupted by the volley, and in less than a minute after the discharge of the muskets, her stem struck the bow of the sloop, though not till the lieutenant had checked her headway, and ordered the men to stand by to board the rebellious craft. The quartermaster made fast to the sloop, and then grasped his cutlass. "I thought I should like it, but I find I do not as well as I expected," answered Christy. CHAPTER IX A MORAL PHILOSOPHER. "Good-morning, Uncle Job," replied Mike, taking the hand of the aged colored person. "How is your health?"