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Terrill was a Cadet Sergeant, and, while my company was forming for parade, having, given me an order, in what I considered an improper tone, to "dress" in a certain direction, when I believed I was accurately dressed, I fancied I had a grievance, and made toward him with a lowered bayonet, but my better judgment recalled me before actual contact could take place.
I awoke in the darkness perhaps it was in but a few minutes with the confused dream that Luella Knapp was seized in the grasp of the snake-eyed Terrill, and I was struggling to come to her assistance and seize him by his hateful throat. But, becoming calm from this exciting vision, I slept soundly until the morning sun peeped into the room with the cheerful announcement that a new day was born.
"Steady as she is!" said Paul to the executive officer, as soon as the sounds were reported to him, and the direction from which they came. "Are you not going about, Captain Kendall?" asked Terrill, with a look of anxiety on his dripping face. "Certainly; but if we go about here, we should fall to leeward of the wreck," replied Paul.
"Trent got a bad cut in the side. One of the Terrill gang was shot. I heard it was only through the arm or leg, I forget which." I was consumed with the desire to ask what had become of Borton's, but I suspected that I was supposed to know, and prudently kept the question to myself. "Well, come along," said I. "The room will do well enough now.
"Wouldn't your honor like the boat now?" growled the boatswain, with a hearty chuckle. "All ready at the sheets, sir!" screamed Robinson, the fourth lieutenant, who had charge of the waist at quarters. "Hold on, Mr. Terrill!" shouted the captain, as the Josephine rolled on her lee side till the water bubbled up in her scuppers. "Wait till I give you the word!"
Considering the number of troops actually engaged, the losses to Buell were severe, amounting to something over five thousand in killed, wounded, and missing. Among the killed were two brigade commanders of much promise General James S. Jackson and General William R. Terrill. McCook's corps lost twelve guns, some of which were recovered next day.
At that moment the sounder of the telegraph began clicking the call of the station. Terrill whirled about in his swivel-chair and faced the table. McKee stood close behind him. His lips twitched nervously. His eyes narrowed as he watched every movement of the agent's big shoulders as he operated the key. At the same time the half-breed drew his revolver and covered the back of Terrill's head.
Terrill took another glass, and both of them went up into the main rigging, so as to obtain a better view of the shore. "There are some church steeples near the coast, and farther back there is a great number of them," said Terrill. "All right," replied Paul, as he returned to the deck, followed by the first lieutenant. "Do you make out the coast?" asked the latter.
"Here, sir!" replied the second lieutenant; but his voice sounded like a whisper in the roar of the hurricane. "Double the hands on the outhaul!" added Terrill. "Stand by the brails!" "All ready, forward, sir!" reported Martyn. "Stand by the fore-sheets! Mr. Cleats!" continued the executive officer. "Here, sir!" said the old sailor, who, with the carpenter, was holding on at the weather-rail.
Of course they didn't behave very decently, but they weren't actually cruel, except that they bound and gagged me. Oh, but I'm glad you came, Tom! How did it happen?" Then they told Mr. Nestor their story, and how the test of the new Air Scout had led to his rescue. "But where are the Secret Service men?" asked Mr. Terrill, when it became evident that none them was on guard at the cabin.
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