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98 - ON THE DEEP. ferociously ; “ yes, sir, only give me a chance, and we shalh see |” | Ay, ay, Capstan, ‘new-for-wrong’ is the word ! exclaim- ed Block, in a mournful voice. «y wouldn’t have thought that you’d have made sich an insinuation upon us that hap- pens to have a little extra ’arning, and I repeat that it’s a de- cisive ‘ new-for-wrong !’ ” Before the skipper could frame a reply, there followed another flash, another report, and a second shot was heard as it struck the bark alongside of her cutwater, just as her bows were lifted by a swell. The ball went crashing through her timbers, and with a roaring noise, the water poured through the opening thus made. ~“She’s a gone case, now!” cried Capstan —“the poor little Rainbow! She’ll soon go down, and the only consola- tion is that them fellows have bit off their own noses! Get all the provision, and as many other useful articles into the beats as you can, Block.” ag He spoke calmly, but the moisture gathered i in his eyes as he looked round the decks of a craft in which he had per- formed many a good voyage. The boats, two in number, consisting of the launch and the cutter, were ready for lower- ing by the time Grace Greenville, who had been informed by Loring of what had happened, came up from the cabin. The young man took his place by her side, and cheered her with hopeful words, for he knew that she felt more alarm than she expressed. The ship was settling’ fast; her bulwarks forward were already partially submerged. Capstan gave the order to lower away. ‘The boats struck the water simultaneously ;~ after Grace had been helped to a comfortable seat which the second mate had prepared for her, in the cutter, they were manned. | “ Pull ahead !” was next ordered, and the two vessels: were pushed from the side of the sinking bark. “Quite an adventure, this,’ remarked the professor of languages, “it will make an interesting item for my jour- nal.” - “The less said about that, Green Specs, the better,” growled an old sea-dog, who pulled the cutter’s midship oar. “T’ve commicbooks.com