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"This will never do, Passford," said the tyrannical officer.
āļāļēāļŠāļīāđāļāļāļāļāđāļĨāļāđāļāļāļŠāđāļāļĢāđāļĨāļĩāļĒāđāļāļīāļāļāļĢāļīāļ "Five dollars if you will put me on board of that steamer before she gets off!" added the officer. "What steamer is that?" called Mr. Blowitt. "I cannot say that I was; the cause of the South is religion itself, and I am there every time. Who told you that I had been engaged in smuggling?" Christy handed him the appointment just made, and the steward danced about like a madman. He 365 had expected nothing for his meritorious service, and he found himself in a position of trust and responsibility. He expressed his gratitude in the most earnest language, and without using a single objectionable phrase, for his education was better than his habit in the use of speech. "He did not, and perhaps I have made a mistake, though my superior officer told me at the yard that it would be safe for me to obey the verbal order," replied Captain Battleton, looking somewhat troubled. "Is he really sick, doctor?" asked Christy, with a smile which meant something.