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"You fools!" he shouted "Youeach

other Make way there! Ah! would you?" He caught the gleaely at the face of the ht the sailor on the

temple He went down like a stone Courtenay stumbled over another

prostrate body It was Mr Boyle, striving to rise Their eyesthe other clear of the fight,

for the second and third officers were using their fists, and Walker,

even in the hurry of his ascent froo of

a spanner The yells and curses, the tra of the gale, and the incessant crash of heavy

spray y of terror, of wild

abandon, of hopeless striving on the edge of the pit--a stupid madness

at the best, as the ship's life-boats on the port side were on the spar

deck; in their panic the y Yet

Courtenay saw that discipline was regaining its influence He thought

to inspire confidence and stop useless savagery by a sharp cole ceased instantly The captain's order seeo, would have killed any one who

sought to restrain the the boat's falls, now raced

pell-mell after their officers No heed was paid to those who lay on

the deck, wounded or insensible Herein alone did these Chilean

sailors differ froer