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slot ฝาก ถอน ออ โต้ "I am glad to hear it, sir, for you appeared to be quite sick last night when you came on board," added the quartermaster. As he spoke, Boxie dropped in his place at the wheel, and Vincent grasped the spokes. The blood was streaming down the face of the old man, and he did not move after he fell. Two sailors bore him below; but the surgeon promptly declared that he was dead. 66 "It is a family party, captain," replied the sick officer, smiling as cheerfully as though he had never had any practical knowledge of headache and pains in the bones, which was the description of his malady given to the surgeon. "As I have hinted before, my cousin Corny is a rebel of the first order; and you can imagine my astonishment at finding him in the uniform of a lieutenant on board a United States naval vessel." "I reckon dar's one dar if he done habn't leabe yisterday." "Whar you gwine, Massa Ossifer?" asked Uncle Job, after they had walked a short distance from the negro village.