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aoe THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. “Will there be a torpedo in the new ship’s one cap’n?’ he asked. Powell smiled grimly. “T wouldn’t go to sea without one,” he answered. “ But look yonder, Tom—the lights of Nassau !” The blockade runner pointed to the many lights of the island city which were reflected in the water like myriads of stars. The pilot, whose escape from the Foxhound had been more miraculous than Powell’s, looked ahead, but said nothing. He was evidently thinking of The terrible torpedo — which would be placed in the hold of the new blockade runner. Ralph Powell had clambered over his ship’s side after lighting the fuse which was to destroy her. He swam rapidly away, and was some distance from the bark when the awful explosion took place, and consequently out of harm’s way. Spars, timbers, and pieces of iron filled the air every- where for a moment, and then fell hke a shower into the sea. He had survived the destruction of his ship ! By and by he reached shore, where he was subse- quently joined by Foulweather Tom. Mutual congratulations followed over their escape, and fortune sent a boat to take them from the scene. The blockade runner was saved to the Confederacy, and he would yet bring it succor time and again from across the seas. } The little boat and its occupants were rapidly near- ing Nassau. The master of the Foxhound was eager to set foot on shore again. eomichbooks:co 3