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"Boat, ahoy!" shouted Christy, with almost frantic earnestness.
āļ§āļīāđāļāļĢāļēāļ°āļŦāđ āļāļāļĨ āļāļĩāđāļāđāļ āđāļāļĩāļĒāļ The steamer went off till she looked very much smaller, and then changed her course to the south-west. The lieutenant in the cutter ordered the bowman to sound with the small hand lead, after he had brought the boat to a full stop. The man reported eight feet. The head of the boat was then turned to the west, and the crew ordered to give way. In a quarter of an hour more the course was checked, and the bowman directed to sound again. Sixteen feet was reported. "I go for de doctor if he's dar," said Job. "You stole it, cousin, and you must give it back to me," added Christy, very decidedly. "I am sure that you do, sir; and when I saw you on the quarter-deck for the first time, I had no doubt you were the officer who came on board sick last evening," replied Captain Battleton. "What's that, Captain Passford?" demanded Dave, opening his eyes like a pair of saucers. "At present, no, sir," replied the seaman decidedly. "I learned a few months ago that I failed to obtain the command of the steamer I brought home from Havana because it was said I took too much whiskey. I knocked off then, and have not drank a drop since."