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āļāļāļĨāļāļ āđāļĨāđāļ sweet bonanza CHAPTER XXVIII THE NEGRO VILLAGE ON THE ISLE GRANDE TERRE The commander read his orders through. It was believed that vessels were loading with cotton there, towed down in flatboats by small steamers, and that a steamer of four hundred tons was fitting out in the bay as a privateer. It might not be practicable for the Bronx to go into the bay; but she was to do what she could to capture the 305 cotton vessels and the steamer when they came out. "Certainly not; and if my simple affirmation is not enough, I could prove that I slept in my father's house at Bonnydale last night, took my breakfast there this morning, and was in the city of New York at ten o'clock this forenoon," answered Christy, in the best of humor. "He is, Captain Passford, for he did not undress when he turned in last night," replied the steward. "I think you are right, Mr. Passford. You spoke of history."