| Darius cried out in my ear; but I heard him not, I was insane with the scene of carnage | Frontispiece | | PAGE | | "Pass up your painter, or I'll shoot!" Cried Darius | 56 | | With the lantern in my left hand I thrust forward the barrel of my musket full in the face of the miller | 72 | | "I remember your face, my man;" said the Commodore. "Come aboard at once." | 153 | | As we pulled away I glanced back at our fleet and saw that the vessels were well on fire | 233 | | As soon as the line was made fast, a man slipped down, quickly followed by another | 335 |
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