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With the aid of his speaking trumpet he gave the same order to Mr. Camden on board of the Sphinx; but he had hardly uttered the command before his left leg gave way under him, and he sunk to the floor of the bridge. A ball had struck him in the thigh, and he could feel the blood flowing down his limb. He grasped the rail of the bridge, and drew himself up. There he stood like a statue, supporting himself with his well arm, till the Bronx had passed out of musket-shot range.

ทีเด็ด บอล ชุด สปอร์ต พูล เด็ด จริง "I hope it will all come out right, but I have some fears," added the impostor. "Yes; but don't frighten him," replied Mr. Pennant. "Dis nigger kin told you wot dar is over dar."