The Yankee Champion — page 99: what you’re looking at

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92 THE YANKEE CHAMPION. them before I bear away in the morning. I haven’t. heard from Old England for over three months.’’ “If you’ll come ~ near enough, I’ll throw you some with pleasure.’’ “AY, ibaa’ lay up under your quarter, and . thank you, too.’ “Careful, my men,’’ continued Walter, in a low tone. ‘‘Keep your ears and eyes open. Be sure of your footing when you leap.”’ ‘“Look out, or you’ll be afoul of us,’’ shouted the Englishman, who had just come up with a package of newspapers. “Starboard your helm, quick!’’ exclaimed Nixon, turning to the man at the wheel. Then he added, in > an undertone, ‘‘Keep your luff !’’ ‘““Good heavens, sir,’’ cried the alarmed captain, ‘that lubber of yours hasn’t put up his helm! Look out !’’ The words were hardly out of the Rnglishweaet S mouth before there was a slight shock as the two brigs touched. ‘‘Leap!’’ uttered Walter, and before the mono- . syllable had died away, he was upon the British deck, and Jake Maynard was by his side; and al- most simultaneously with his own footfall were those of his picked boarders. The trunk of the forecastle companion-way closed with a slide, and it was instantly secured, but the attention at the cabin was not necessary, for there — was no one in it. “Why—captain—what means this?” uttered the Englishman, in half frantic tones. ‘‘Don’t you see, my dear sir? You are prisoners.”’ “Kh! What? Prisoners? I don’t—really——” “Oh, it’s simple as daylight,’ interrupted Walter, a comicbooks.c