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

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force a ready and animated otbedienet. nt{der
this imlpulse, the crew of the sehooner soot)n tft
tihir anchor flreed fiom the btottom, and, seizing
the.iir sw eeps>, they forced her, by their united et:firts, directly in the ltace of the battery, Iunder
that sh;torel whoset summnit w\as now ctrowvne with
n canoy of so moke, tht every discharge of tlhe
ordttnatce tintted with dim colours, like t the fittest
tints that are refleeted fi'otl thfie clouds toward a
settlmg- sun. So long as the seamentl ere elttabttl
to keep their little barl untder the c. over of the
hill, thtey were, of eourse, safe; but Barnstalle
)erceivedt as they emtrtged from' its sl\hadow,\ and
were drawinvtl nigh the passagte whicht le( i,:jt
the ocean, that the action of his swecpls wvould
no lonftzer avail them ag"ainst the currents of air
they eneCo(ntered, lneither would ti( (lartt ntss
toluteai theitr movement:s from his enemy, whior
had already eltt loyet d t ell on thle slore to discern the po)sitiont Of the sch)oonetr.'Ithoxt) inwt oil
oat once, t herefire all. aptpeara tlnce of disgluise, te
gave forth t he tN wordII to s)n eadl tihe (cansstt of his
ve(ssel, in his ordinary cheterfuil timanner.t
".Let them (dlo their \twoist now, Mertty " he
added; "we t ave brlought ither to a dlistane thtat
IT thinkt wvill keep their iron wbove water, andl we
have no (lodge about us, younker!"
" It must be keener markismt en than the mIilitiat
or voluntecrs, or fetncibtes, or w.I hatever they call
themselves, behind yon gras's-bank, to frighten
th-e saucy A rielt from the vind,"t returned the ree'kless to)y; "o but why have you brouglt Jonah
aboard us again, sir.' L.ook at him by the light of
the cabin lmp; he winks at every guntt as if ihe
exl)ected tlhe hot would hu\tt tl htis otwn gly, yvellows
physiognotlmy. A2.nd what tidintgs have we, sir,
fi'ro Mr G rifflith, tlnd the marine?"