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slotxo 6th "For sufficient reasons, I have; with the assistance of the loyal members of the ship's company, I have taken possession of the vessel, and we are 186 now on our way to carry out the orders of the flag-officer.—Conduct the prisoner to his future quarters," said Christy, in a very business-like manner. "Strike one bell, Vincent!" said Mr. Flint, when the captain had given him the order to go ahead. "A ball went through my arm; but it is all right," replied Christy with a ghastly smile. "But the conspirators do not intend that any issue shall be raised until the vessel is under the 139 guns of a Confederate fort. Doubtless Mr. Galvinne, whom I look upon as the actual commander of the steamer, for Corny is no sailor, will run into Pensacola Bay under the American flag. Probably he is a pilot in these waters, and knows what signal to make to the Confederate forts." "How high is the grass in the streets of New York, Christy?" asked the colonel, with a twinkle of the eye, and a smile.