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ms “TL imust bid you good morning,” said Wand. “ Before I go, I have a favor to ask, that you wil) consent to my union with your daughter, immediately.” “You are rather sudden, my dear sir,” answered Mr. Clare, “but [ am sure, if Mary is willing—” “Oh, papa!” interrupted the blushing girl, hiding her face’ ‘upon his shoulder. “That means yes, I suppose,” said the merchant, smiling. “ Meanwhile, before we say further upon the subject, Jet us ‘watch the movements of yonder saucy craft. Upon my word, her captain must be a bold fellow to venture so near our government vessels. I do not believe they see her. 1 think ‘I will go at once and inform; or rather you had better go, « Harry, as you are younger and spryer.” “There is no need of my going,” he answered. “The blue clipper bus already been sighted.” ‘As he spoke, he pointed to the masis of Watson’s revenue cutter, which were now, seen appearing round a point of land to the left. “A smart fellaw, that Watson!’ exclaimed Mr. Clare; “ you never catch him asleep.” “ Nor will he ever catch the clipper, sir,” said Wend. “ Good-day.” * Are you going in pursuit of her, too?” inquired Clare. “ Where is your vessel ?” , “ Her anchor is already apeak, sir,” replied Frank. “ She _ 9s not far from here.” He lifted his hat to Mary. “I may come this evening, again,” said he, “ and perhaps not for two or three days.” Mary accompanied him to the door. He snatched a hagty kiss, and she watched him as he dis- appeared swiltly over the elevation to the right of the house, Then she joined her father on the piuzza. Their gaze was turned toward the blue clipper, which, in _ one minute, had spread her mainsail, while both her foresail ~ 9 and foretopsail were quickly sheeted home. Swinging round to the north-east, she soon vanished behind _ the ridge. Meanwhile there was Watson’s cutter, gallantly tossing ‘he white water in chase. is ny — ¥ “i Comicbooks: com as = - : my : & =