n, or some of them.”
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The gunner was again fortunate in his aim, and it was seen that the solid shot cleaned off the carriage upon which the soldiers were at work. With the aid of the glass it was found that two of the men had been killed or wounded. The work on that gun was suspended, but the officer could be seen in the act of directing his force to another of the barbette pieces.
“That lieutenant is a brave man,” said Mr. Pennant, “and I know he is a gentleman.”
“I am only sorry that he is fighting 杭州水磨全套 on the wrong side,” added Christy, as he observed the 347 earnestness of the officer in the discharge of his duty. “Is he an
“No, sir; I don’t believe he is over twenty, if he is that,” replied the third lieutenant.
Another solid shot sped on its way, 杭州桑拿按摩女照片 and Mr. Ambleton, the gunner, fully justified the reputation he had earned, though the missile only ploughed up the earth in front of the party on the fort. But then Lieutenant Fourchon proved that he was a wise and a prudent man, as well as a brave one, for he retreated from the exposed position with his men. It was almost sure death for them to remain there, for they could not help seeing the cloud of smoke that rose from the funnel of the Bronx, indicating her intention to go up the Pass.
“Mr. Sampson directs me to report that he is ready to proceed,” said a 杭州保健服务 messenger from the chief engineer.
Quartermaster Vincent was placed in charge of the wheel, with Boxie as helmsman. All that could be done to protect the pilot-house had been done, though it was not yet supposed to be proof against the musket ball that would be fired in 杭州按摩你懂的 that direction. All the men not absolutely needed for 348 duty were sent below, but they were armed with revolvers and cutlasses, ready for service at any instant. The officers retired from the bridge, for it was folly for any one to be unnecessarily exposed to the musketry fire from the loopholes of 杭州按摩披肩 the fort.
“Strike one bell, Vincent!” said Mr. Flint, when the captain had given him the order to go ahead.
The steamer went ahead slowly; but the steam was hissing, and she seemed to be as impatient as a fiery horse at the slow starting.
“Four bells, Mr. 杭州桑拿会所体验网 Flint!” added the commander when the Bronx was fairly under way.
The order went to the quartermaster, and the vessel began to dart ahead as though she fully realized what was expected of her. There was nothing to impede her progress, for the fort was as silent as though it 杭州桑拿按摩特服 had ceased to exist. A trusty hand was heaving the lead in the fore-chains, for the Bronx was not yet within musket-shot range of the island.
“Mark under water three!” shouted the leadsman, with an earnestness inspired by the occasion.
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battle had been won, for the officer in command of the fort was evidently a man of abili