The Yankee Champion — page 79: what you’re looking at

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72 THE YANKEE CHAMPION. teeth had grown out, but they hadn’t scratched or bitten yet. “Well, captain, have you determined what to call our vessel yet?’? asked Baker, as he came up to where Nixon and some dozen of the men were stand- ing. ““Yes,’’ replied Nixon. ‘‘And what is it?”’ “We'll name her The Yankee Champion.”’ “The Yankee Champion!’’ yelled Jake Maynard, as he swung his hatin the air. ‘‘May she wear the Yankee flag, and do a Yankee’s duty, till there ain’t one enemy’s foot on our sile, nor an enemy’s ship on our coast! Hurrah!’’ The whole crew joined in that wild hurrah, and they gave it three times three. No, there was one who opened not his lins. That was Mason. The old gunner had his eye on him, however, and the traitor was a marked man, though he knew it not. The villain might hide his plans, but he couldn’t hide his face nor his feelings. As soon as it was well dark the masts were all fidded and the yards sent aloft, and the brig was once more hauled out into the stream. The night was comparatively dark, and at ten o’clock the anchor was hove up and sails made. The wind was a little to the eastward of the north, so that the brig could stand out with a good full, and ere long she was on her way through the channel. Just before the brig reached the little island at the mouth of the river, one of the lookouts discovered a boat pulling toward the northern shore from the sea. She was hailed, but no answer was returned. Nixon sprang for his night-glass, and leveling it, he comicbooks 4: ke Tee " a te Le sat