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“THE OCEAN OUTLAW, 25. CIAPTER III. After bidding Lieutenant Howard good night, Granger ‘apidly retraced his steps toward his boat. He reached it in a few minutes; and, taking his place in the stern, or- dereidl the negroes to give way. They seemed to uniler- stand their destination, for they pulled off in- perfect si- lence, and in less than ten minutes they brought their boat alongside of a small schooner that had nothing about it that indicated it to be anything but a common mer- chantman, except two or three guns she carried, and there was nothing very strange in that, as many vessels carried them at that time, as a protection against the pirates that infested some parts of the ocean for some years after that date. “*Call all hands, and get under way as soon as may be, Mr. Kendcl,” said Granger, as he mounted the deck, and walked aft, with an air that plainly showed he was com- mander. ‘*We have a fine breeze, and, before daylight, we shall make a good offing, ep be well on our way home.” ‘Aye, aye, si,” answered the mate, for such. he was, who was addressed as Mr. Kendel, and stepping forward, he proceeded to execute the captain’s orders. Ina few minutes the sleepy crew came on deck, yawning and rub- birg their eyes, and evidently but half awake. However, every man was soon at his post, and the little craft, spreading her white canvas to the winl, swept gracefully . out of the harbor, and the shore was quickly lost to view amid the hazy darkness, For some time Granger continued to walk the deck with a ee tride, stopping now and then to’ edst his eyes aloft, tosee that cverything was arranged with proper Precision. Suddenly he stopped, and seating himself on Ps + ~~ — f ee ee a + ese ee os . =comicbooks: ony