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abajoker "Good again!" exclaimed the lieutenant. "I think that is about the range of those guns." "Advance, friends, and give the countersign!" "On deck!" shouted the lookout at the foremast head. "Light on the starboard bow!" "Cigars mostly, sir, was the kind of fish we caught. Captain Flanger brought them outside the Grand Pass: I took them up to Fort Lafitte, and the captain's brother worked them into New Orleans and other places. They did a big business before the custom-house folks broke it up."