fontawesome webfont
fontawesome webfont
"I see you are; but you decline to permit the surgeon to dress your wound. I have no more time to fool with you, and the men will put you on a berthsack forward. If you want the surgeon to attend to your wound, you have only to say so."
āļāļēāļĢāļāļāļąāļāļāļļāļāļāļāļĨ 789 "About the same the last time I saw him. He 62 ate all the toast I sent to him, and seemed to enjoy it. I don't think he is in a dangerous condition," replied the surgeon. "No, sar; I want to be free, but I'm not gwine away, I want to see de gumboat." "Were you in charge of the sloop, uncle Homer?" "By the way, Christy, have you heard anything from him or his family lately?" asked Mrs. Passford. "Don't blame him, Captain Passford, for it was not his fault that he did not announce my presence to you. He wished to do so, but I assured him I was not disposed to disturb you, for you must be occupied with your own affairs, and I persuaded him not to go for you," added the person with perfect self-possession. "I think you ought to know it by this time, Captain Passford," answered Dave; and the remark was enough to condemn the impostor in the opinion of the servant. "You lived in here when you were in command of the vessel."