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18 THE YANKEE CHAMPION, _ ries are eighteen-pounders. I can’t see how we are to get hold of her.’’ ‘‘Neither do I see it yet myself,’’ said Nixon, in reply; “but this much I do see, Baker; that for those who are determined there is most generally a way. We have Yankee hearts and Yankee hands, and we will not stop short of the accomplishment of our purpose. That brig has taken my fancy, and I must have her, and I do not believe that mv men will shrink from the undertaking. I know them to be brave fellows.’’ The eyes of both Baker and Cummings kindled with enthusiastic fire, and grasping their young commander by the hand, they swore to follow him even to the death. ‘‘Now when do you propose to commence opera- tions?”’ asked Baker, as the party turned leisurely up the wharf. ‘Perhaps to-morrow night,’’ replied Nixon. “I shall not sleep to-night until I have devised some means of capturing the Englishman. We shall meet again in the morning, and then I will 1 open to you my plans.”’ ‘At the head of the wharf the three companions separated, Baker and Cummings starting toward the center of the town, while Nixon kept along the river road to the aastwnad, Neither of them noticed, as they turned ‘a the head of the pier, that their conversation had been all overhead; but after they had got out of sight, a boy moved stealthily away from behind a pile of boards, and letting himself down into a small skiff that lay thumping against the wharf fenders he sculled across the river. Walter Nixon reached the small inn where he had comicbooks co