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I remonstrated, but out came the colt, and with an argument so cogent I was fain to adopt my messmate's remedy. It was a terrible trial.

If Mr Crofton likes to lead on the rest and try to get across the frontier, he may do so, but I'll stick by you, Jack. Don't be afraid." "Thank you, Bill, thank you!" said Jack, pressing his old messmate's hand, scarcely knowing what he was saying, but thinking somehow that they were again boys together. "You were always a brave, generous chap, and I know you'd never desert a shipmate."

But he was too late to take his messmate's hand in his, and say farewell, if that had been his intention, for Lieutenant Leigh had fallen back; and that senseless figure by his side was to all appearance as dead, when, with a quivering lip, Captain Dyer gently lifted her, and bore her to where, half stupefied, Mrs Colonel Maine was sitting.

"Oh, tell me tell me!" cried Mark, excitedly. "Why, of course he isn't. Now, don't go on like that. Here, I'll run for old Whitney." "No, no," whispered Mark, clinging to his messmate's arm. "I'm better now. I thought you told me that he was dead. It has worried me dreadfully." "Oh, but you shouldn't get all sorts of fancies in your head now it's a bit weak.

Five minutes later Bob was back again by his messmate's side. "That's just my luck," he said, sourly. "I beat the bush and somebody else catches the bird. Oh, here's Mr Russell coming; we shall have the whole quarter-deck on the sick list directly."

"Don't hit him, Tanner," I cried; "he ain't got no friends. Good-bye, old chap, I wish you were coming too." Our eyes met, and I suppose my tone and the look I gave him seemed sincere, for, as he held Smith, his arms tightly round him from behind, and his chin resting upon our messmate's shoulder, he gave me a friendly nod. "All right, old chap," he said; "I hope you'll enjoy yourself."

"It's a queer cargo to be carrying to Key West from the Atlantic coast," observed the captain in a deliberating sort of manner, as if the circumstance excited suspicion; "Yet the Mexicans can hardly be in want of any such supplies." "Did you see the flour, Wallace?" inquired the first lieutenant, who was well aware of his messmate's indolence. "Yes, sir, and felt it too.

"Yes, you did, old chap," said Bob Howlett, holding his messmate's thin hand in his; "and it seemed such a sound sleep when we picked you up that I began to think you wouldn't wake again." "But do pray tell me," cried Mark, excitedly. "How was it? We were all dying of hunger and thirst in the boat. Stop, how is Mr Russell?" "Bad. Can't rustle a bit; but he's coming round."

Willy could not help laughing at his messmate's fright, not believing that the creature could possibly climb the tree. He was now able to stop and take aim. He fired, and though the bullet went through the seal's head, it seemed in no way incommoded, but, finding that it could not reach Peter, turned round and made again towards its other foes.

Instead of shoving the bottle to him, however, as if conscious how much disappointed hope had already driven the other to its indiscreet use, he pushed it gently aside, and taking his old messmate's hand with a momentary forgetfulness of the difference in rank, he said in a tone of kindness and confidence that had long been strangers to Clinch's ears: "Jack, my honest fellow, there is good stuff in you yet, if you will only give it fair play.

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