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

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a thing as a ready mnade prayer handy, thev would
htave ehoused a poor fellow out of the u1se of it.-.I say, Benl, I'll tell ye what; it's my opinion, tlat
tf a chap is. to turn soldier, aitnd carry a mushket, he
liouil have soldietrs' play, and leave to })lunder a
little. —— 1t..ow the devil a tthing have I laidl my hands
on to-tnighta, except this firelock, and mt ity:uetltashi-.....
tunles yout can call t!his bit of a tatble-clothl somet.h;ing of a wvindfiall."
- A A! you haltvefallen In there with a fresh b olt,.)f (luc, I,see' said the other, in manifest admiratttion of the texture of his eompanion's prize; ewhy, it wvould sprea as b:lroa a clue as our mi-zecn'-r)oyal, if Iit: was loosened l! well, youtr tl
hasn't been (veryt man's tluck~.for my p-art, I think
this here ha:t was tmade r some ftltlow's great
t(oe: l've rgged it on illy head 1both foie-and —aft,
and athwart ships; but cu rse the inch can I (lrive
it down- - say, San i you'll give us a shirt of1 of that
table-cloth?'
" Ay, ay, you can tave one corner of it; or for
that matter, y0 e can take theO futll hbalf; Nick; b utt I
don'te see that we go off to thle shi I anty rtcher thatl
we la,'nded, unless you mnay muster shetcattle
"No -ichcr!" initcrl-ltecrd a,wagg<i.sh young
sailo-r, who had been hitherto a silent listene tto
the conversation between his older antldl m ore' caltulatitlng shipmlat:es; I t"hink we ar set 8 up for a
etr-ise in themn seas where thet day watches last six
tmonths; don't you see we have caught a dBublo
all owanle of midilllght!"
While speaking, he laid his hadtl on thle ltbare'
alnd wottlly heads of Colonel Howard's two tlack
slaves, who weret mo.ving neatt r ht inm, both o0ccut1ied
i tlm ou0rnftlufl foreboditnfrs on the resultts that lwer.t tc
ilow friom this ttunexpected loss of tleir iberty "