The Blockade Runner — page 109: what you’re looking at

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110 THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. Catesby amused himself by conversing with the officer in charge of the deck. Suddenly the lookout aloft sung out: “Sail ho!” “Where away ?” returned Mr. Eean, the first officer. “On the starboard bow.” “What does he look lke?’ said Powell, leaving Norah at the rail-and joining the officer of the watch, who had sprung into the rigging and was leveling his glass at the distant craft. “JT should say it was one of Uncle Sam’s sailing frigates,” returned Mr. Egan; “ but he’s too far off to make certain of it.” There is always some excitement and speculation at sea when a distant sail is sighted; but of course in war times, when the stranger is more than likely to prove an enemy, this sensation is much magnified. Half an hour later, during which the course of the Foxhound had not been changed, the vessel was easily visible from the deck. Powell remarked to Norah that she was undoubt- edly a war vessel, and was heading across the Fox- hound’s bows. This made the course of each an acute angie, and necessarily they were drawing nearer each moment. Powell was not at all uneasy, for he knew he could easily run away from the craft ahead. During the next thirty minutes the stranger had considerably increased upon the horizon, and it was seen that he had reduced sail. Of course the stranger’s purpose was evident, but Powell gave no order to the helmsman. He sent word to the engine-room, however, to get up a full head of steam. Comichbookstco 5}