Beadle's Dime Novels No. 87: On the Deep — page 77: what you’re looking at

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graceful bows, and rapidly lessening the distance between her ‘and the boats. . Block’s countenance fell ; escape now seemed impossible. The, sail ahead, though approaching, was. yet more than a league distant ;. while the schooner was but half that distance astern of the biitizos “ We are sartainly in an. indispensable position !” exclaimed 3 the, mate, “Be ready lads, to jump up, cutlass in hand, when I give the word. . The boat will soon be upon. us, and we must sell our lives as dearly as we can; though we may, be run down, by the schooner before it comes to that,” “Dear me!” cried Professor Quill, “can it be possible. that I am: not to live to see my journal published, SHEE all? I am afraid that will be the case—I am, really.” _, | “Ay, ay, itll, be up with us. all, I'm thinkin’, ” said Tom Rocket, “and, all of us that’s,done our. duty will go I hope. to the ‘ Elysian Fields There’s the other boat now, not raore than a hundred and fifty: yards from us !” Five minutes after, the schooner passed the pursuing oy “Cut ’em down, lads! . Show.’em no mercy !” shouted the musical voice of the captain, as his vessel dashed swiftly on. Block heard these words, and also the exultant cries of the Malays, in response... * He turned to his. crew with a erim smile. “1 “We won't be run down, my men, after all.. The schooner will leave us to be.taken.care.of by the boat... So we'll have a chance at least. to fight.a little before we are cut up.” | “Bless me! that’s encouraging !” cried the professor. of lan- guages ; and he quietly “cocked ” his AROSAE: oY on one side of his head, to make himself look nice... On came the schooner, sweeping over. the sea like a bird. She passed. the fugitives’ boat without offering to molest it. She was evidently in pursuit of the canoe, which was now less than a league ahead of her... The islander, with his eyes bent alternately upon the approaching sail, and the boats and the schooner astern, continued to ply his paddle with the same energy as before. The young. girl was still unconscious, the light of the moon fell softly upon her pale cheeks, her droon- ing eyelashes, and bright brown hair. The schooner, con- tinuing upon its course, was soon so near the canoe, that those on board could see the prostrate form of the unconscious connicloooksscom