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had had enough experience with rollick- 

 ing sportsmen to see the jest in Corbin's 

 pretended rebuke to his friend, and with 

 a good-natured wave of his big arm he 

 climbed out of the cabin, and called to 

 his boy : 



" Adam, you mus' go teh the stores 

 fer th' genelmen; get a gait, now! " 



" O Lord, Seth! " said the ever-pre- 

 pared Corbin, down in the cabin, as he 

 heard the Captain's command ; " O Lord ! 

 Now he 's included a gate with the other 

 things/' 



" Now, boys," said Bradley, " we must 

 stop fooling, and get what supplies we 

 want, and then set sail. How far east 

 shall you go, Captain ?" he added, as the 

 bayman came astern with a keg of water. 



" Off Babylon, sir; we '11 anchor on 

 th' battry groun' teh-night. You genel- 

 men '11 sleep in the cabin, an' my boy 

 and me '11 bunk up for'ard in th' decoy 

 box. There 's plenty o' coverin'. Th' 

 battry '11 be out afore yer up, an' Adam 



