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TUE BLUE CLIPPER. 7 “ Frre!” The lightning and thunder of the gun were seen and heard, In the lurid, instantaneous: gleam, the sinewy figure of the Cape Cod man was discovered looming up as he stood on the clipper’s quarter-rail waving bis hat round his head. “ How d’ye like niy chin!” he screamed, “ Ha! ha!” “ Bane ?” from the cutter again. The sea, lashed to foam, gleamed weirdly in the lurid flash. Bend's long clin, white-ringed eyes, as his lithe body, bent - over from the rail almost touching the water, were agein visi- ble, His voice went up like a hyena’s as be shouted : “* CHEEKS FOR THE BLUE CLIPPER !” “ Tloornay! HoornAY! Hooray !” responded the swarthy crew. The schooner keeled over still further to leeward, cloud upon cloud of canvas wase unrolled to her very trucks, and humming defiance, she sped on throrgh the white, rolling waters ! CHAPTER XII. IN THE CAVE. For several days Mury Clare kept her apartment. Hier father was glad to see her at length come on deck. Then the blue clipper and Wand were again spoken of. “We bad that clipper captured—alongside of us in the harbor of Vera Cruz,” said be, “a week ago! but, by some means or other—how none of us have been able to make out -—she escaped !” _~ Mary sighed. She took little interest in the vessel, now that her commander wus gone. Days passed. Mr, Clure watched anxiously, fearing she was going into a deeline. Watson had no effect but that.of the most decided repul- sion, on her, now. ; * My time will come,” he muttered. “Have yoo overtaken those escaped smugglers, yet ?” Mr. Clare one day inquired of him. . ie Comicnooks.conm