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"Ensign Gordon Fillbrook," replied Corny promptly.
āļŠāļĨāđāļāļ āđāļ§āđāļ āđāļŦāļ āđāļāļ āļāđāļēāļĒ āļāļĩāđāļŠāļļāļ "Are those four very large,âlong as this cabin is wide?" asked the lieutenant with interest. "Cigars mostly, sir, was the kind of fish we caught. Captain Flanger brought them outside the Grand Pass: I took them up to Fort Lafitte, and the captain's brother worked them into New Orleans and other places. They did a big business before the custom-house folks broke it up." "I should take him for a young man of twenty or twenty-one, but he says he is only eighteen. He is a very young officer to be put in charge of a steamer, for I understand that he is ordered 61 to the command of the Bronx. But then he has made a reputation as the commander of that vessel, which doubtless justifies his appointment." In fact, Captain Flanger seemed to be more disturbed at the accident to his proboscis, than by the failure of his quixotic scheme to capture the Bronx. He was certainly a very good-looking man, and took good care of his person, as indicated by the care bestowed upon his hair and beard.