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It was not so dark as to prevent him from seeing all that was going on upon her deck, for the Bellevite had to pass within pistol shot of her to avoid getting aground on the edge of the channel. Sampson and the rest of the old ship s company gathered near him, where they could see over the rail. The oiler, as Paul Vapoor had instructed him to do, had armed all these men with a cutlass and a revolver, and very likely some or all of them would have been glad to make use of them. They are loading into a boat on the port side of the Vampire, sir, and it looks as though they sick face mask intended to do something without delay, said Sampson and, as the steamer had come about since she was disabled, this was the side nearest to the shore. I see that disposable child face masks they are hurrying some movement with all their might, replied the midshipman, watching with the most intense interest the operations of the enemy. Sampson, get out half a dozen sixty pound, solid shot, and put them on the plankshear, twenty feet apart. Take all hands with you, and hurry up. 130 The oiler asked no questions, though he might have been excused for wondering what the young commander intended to do with shot without powder. In a few minutes the shot were in place, as Christy had directed. The midshipman was watching with all his eyes the movement of the enemy, and, as the Bellevite approached the position of the wreck, the boat darted out from the other side of her. It began to be exciting for the middy, loaded with the responsibility of the safety of the steamer, though he seemed to be as cool as Boxie himself, who had seen some sea fights in his day. Christy leaped on the rail of the ship, where he could obtain a full view of the situation. The boat was ap.isit of the strangers. CHAPTER VII MIDSHIPMAN CHRISTY PASSFORD In a word, Sampson, an attempt will be made to night to capture the Bellevite, and you have been getting up steam for the conspirators, said Christy, when the ship keeper had finished his narrative of the visit of the trio to the ship. Is that so exclaimed Sampson, opening his mouth and his eyes very wide at the same time. Why, I had no more doubt that the young man who was talking to me was Christy than I have that he is talking to me now. You had better look at me again, and be sure that you make no mistake, replied Christy, rather disgusted at the failure of the man to identify him. I never once thought that it was not you. When the sailboat came alongside, I knew it was the Florence, and I supposed you were in her, pleaded Sampson. But I spoke to you, as I supposed, when the boat came alongside. 82 Did you What did you say asked Christy. I said Is sick face mask that you, Christy And you said Yes. Of course I did What else could I say after you had told the enemy just how to proceed. You could not have expected any other answer. I suppose I was very stupid but I hope no harm has been done, for they have not got the steamer yet, added Sampson, very much disconcerted at the blunder he had made, though an older officer than Christy might have had more charity for the ship keeper. Seen in broad daylight, there was no striking resemblance between Corny and Christy, though they were of about the same size, and had some traits in common. As Corny and his companions came in the Florence, it was not very strange that Sampson should take it for granted that Christy was one of the evening visitors. The voices of the two cousins were not unlike, and the sound was all he had to guide his judgment. Then he was not in the enemy s country, and he could hardly have been on the lookout for an enemy several miles dinosaur face mask craft up the river. Certainly no harm has been done, Sampson 83 but it is yet to be decided whether or not the Bellevite is to go into the navy of the United States or the navy of the Confederate States, added Christy, leaving the engine room. If we have snuffed the whole thing, I don t believe this steamer will ever wear anything but the Stars and Stripes, said Sampson stoutly and there could be no doubt in regard to his loyalty, judging from his speech, though that is not always to be trusted in time of war. Bellevite, ahoy shouted some one at the foot of the accommodation steps. Have they come again so soon asked Sampson, as he rushed to the rail. It is only a small canoe. Is Christy on board called the visitor alongside. That is M.
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The climbing of the tree, beyond the reach of the elephant s trunk, would occupy time. There was no hope of escaping to the tree. These reflections occurred almost instantaneously. In ten seconds Swartboy arrived at the conclusion, that running to the tree would not save him and all at once he stopped in his career, wheeled round, and faced the elephant Not that he had formed any plan of saving himself in that way. It was not bravery, but only despair, that caused him to turn upon his pursuer. He knew that, by running on, he would surely be overtaken. It could be no worse if he faced round and, perhaps, he might avoid the fatal charge by some dexterous manoeuvre. The Bushman was now right in the middle of the open ground the elephant rushing straight towards him. The former had no weapon to oppose to his gigantic pursuer. He had thrown away his bow his axe too to run the more nimbly. But neither would.by the beak of an angry bird. Now, after all these hairbreadth perils and escapes, to be poisoned by eating the flesh of this very bird to die in such simple and apparently trader joes face mask causeless fashion though it may seem almost ridiculous, it was to them not a whit the less appalling. And appalled they were, as time passed, and they felt themselves growing worse instead of better. They were surely poisoned surely going to die. Chapter Nineteen. An uneasy Night. Long with the agonising pain for the sensations they experienced were exceedingly painful there was confusion in their thoughts, and wandering in their speech. The feeling was somewhat to that of sea sickness in its worst form and they felt that reckless indifference to death so characteristic of the sufferer from this very common, but not the less painful, complaint. Had the sea, seething and surging against the beach so near them, broken beyond its boundaries, and swept over the spot where they lay, not one of them, in all probability, would have stirred hand or foot to remove themselves out of its reach. Drowning death in any form would at that moment have seemed preferable to the tortures they were enduring. They did not lie still. At times one or another would get up and stray from under the tree. But the nausea continued, accompanied by the horrid retching their heads swam, their steps tottered, and staggering back, they would fling themselves down despairingly, hoping, almost praying, for death to put an end to their agonies. It was likely soon to do so. During all, Captain Redwood showed that he was thinking less of himself than his children. Willingly would he have lain down and died, could that have secured their surviving him. But it was a fate that threatened all sick face mask alike. On this account, he was wishing that either he or one of his comrades, Murtagh or Saloo, might outlive the young people long enough to give them the rites of sepulture. He could not bear the thought that the bodies of his two beautiful children were to be left above ground, on the desolate shore, their flesh to be torn from them by the teeth of ravenous sick face mask beasts or the beaks of predatory birds their bones to whiten and moulder under the sun and storms of the tropics. Despite the pain he was himself enduring, he secretly sick face mask communicated his wishes to Murtagh and the Malay, imploring them to obey what might be almost deemed a dying request. Parting speeches were from time to time exchanged in the muttered tones of despair. Prayers were said aloud, unitedly, and by all of them silently in their own hearts. 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