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Christy was still on the bridge, and he watched with intense interest the effect of the shot. In a moment he saw the carriage of the only gun that seemed to be mounted on the barbette flying in pieces in every direction. He directed the gunner to use a shell next time; but the soldiers had hastened away from the place, bearing with them two of their companions, doubtless wounded by the splinters.
āđāļāļĄāļŠāđāļāļāļāļĨāļēāļāļāļāđāļĨāļāđ 2016 "What is it, Gorman?" asked the lieutenant, standing up in his place. "Jes' off de ole Fort Lafitte, whar de water's deep." "Oh, yes; he has told me about some of his exploits; and as he seems to forget his aches when he speaks of them, I have encouraged him to talk as much as possible."