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"You appear to be wounded, Captain Flanger?" said Christy, approaching the table.
slot āđāļ āļāļī āļ āļāļĢāļĩ āđāļĄāđ āļāđāļāļ āđāļāļĢāđ "Fourteen and a half feet!" shouted the leadsman. The young lieutenant choked down his emotions, and tried to think of the future; his case was not different from that of hundreds of thousands of others who had gone forth to fight the battles of their country, many thousands of whom slumber in hallowed graves far away from home and friends. As the train moved on towards the great city, he obtained the command of his emotions, and felt a new inspiration of patriotic ardor. "Walsh!" called Mrs. Passford from the head of the stairs. "We have damaged the enemy enough to make it pay, and the steamer and her cargo will put at least seventy-five thousand dollars into the pockets of our side in the conflict."