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Ensign Flint was appointed to the command of the Bronx by the flag-officer, who had called upon Captain Passford in his stateroom. Christy had not failed to commend his executive officer in the highest terms. The commodore suggested that Christy could not be very kindly disposed towards Captain Battleton of the Vernon, on account of his decision against him in the matter of his identity.
āļāļĢāļĢāļĻāļāļ° āļāļāļĨ āļ§āļąāļ āļāļĩāđ āļāļļāļ āļĨāļĩāļ "Now, captain, will you permit me ask what you do not understand, for I assure you I am profoundly ignorant of the situation which perplexes you. I was ordered to be on board of the Vernon at one o'clock, and I found her under way at eleven. I happened to find a boatman before I left the ferry-boat, who put me on board, or I should have missed my passage. That is simply all I know about the matter." "Friends," replied the lieutenant. "But don't you believe it will be better to appeal to the flag-officer?" asked the second lieutenant. "All right; get him up if you can. Is he able to walk?" "On deck!" shouted the lookout at the foremast head. "Light on the starboard bow!"