The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

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short tnii ie had l )d been vwith them, lie uttere( his
grattiicaiiton frcely anlt alotl t.
" You tave a tight,)oat, Mrt. ll }irstatble, he
said, attind a gatttlt looking crewtt. You pro mis
good(l servictt, sit'> in timte of l1nee, and that tlhout
Ilmay not lhbe frn distant."
the sooner thle better rett r tllne the reckless
sailor; " I have not htad ant opj)portunity of.Set..fltn
my g:tues since we quitted Brest, though we passeti
sever\al of the e(ieytt's cuttets coming up chtannel
Wilth whlotit our bull-dogs longed tfo a conver. (salion. MIr. ritilt will tell you, pilot', th1at mtoy littte sixes can speak, on oeeasion, with a voice nearly
as loud tas the frigi ate's eightteens."
" But not to as much p)trpose'" observed "("if
fitth;'vox et preterea nihil',' as we saidl at the
I know nothing of your (Itreek or tatin, Arli.
(Griffith," retorted the commander of the Ariel;
C tbut if'yol mean that those seven brass playthings Avwon't t}lrow (a rotnd shot as ihr as anly gunl
oli theit size and h)(eighlt above the Nvwater, o0r wo nt
scatter grape and canister witht any blutdellbtuss
in youtr ship, you i-an-y possibly find al) oplportutnity
that will convince you to the contrary, before we
piart corntl)atny.)
"'It"ey promoise well," said the pilot, rlwho was
evidc'tldy ignorant of th e good understarndling thfat
existed between the two ototic1erls, tantd ishltt to
conciiate(. all undetr his dlirectiolns,' and I (to1lt
not they wX ill argue the leading p)oi:nts of a combat
with noo:t d dliscretion. I stee that you lhave chri stened'the m.... —4t SUtl)pose ftor their respecttive tmerits'T'1hey are indeed expressiVe C 1iiie110!C'
" "'lis the firak of ant idle tmotlent.,") said Barn-t
stable, lautthing, as he glanced his eyes to thle cant
non, abovte w\hvich were' painted the severae l (quaint