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wow slot1688 "But where did you learn this history of Corny's operations?" asked his uncle, knitting his brow as though he did not quite believe the narrative. "Will you set a nigger upon me again, Christy?" using the commander's proper name for the first time. "The Bronx is taking in provisions, stores, and ammunition. They say the captain has his orders, but I don't know about that." "Then my uncle has vessels in that bay which are to run out?" inquired Christy, deeply interested in the revelations of the skipper. "Who is Captain Flanger?" asked Christy. "No matter; we have the Bronx again, and she is not yet to become a Confederate cruiser. But Corny had the sealed orders of the flag-officer, and I heard Mr. Galvinne read them. The Bronx is ordered to St. Andrew's to attend to the case of a steamer loading there to run the blockade. Shall I obey the orders, or return to the flag-ship?" "You have him on board, and perhaps he had better answer the question himself," replied Colonel Passford with a smile.