We left the Ranger bound for France, and apparently not much injured." "What! what! God bless me, young men, you don't mean it! Sunk her, did you say, and in forty minutes! Gentlemen, gentlemen, do you hear that?
Three cheers for Captain John Paul Jones!" Just then one of the committee of Congress, and evidently its chairman,--a man whose probity and honor shone out from his open pleasant face,--interrupted,-- "But tell me, young sir,--Lieutenant Seymour of the navy, is it not?
Ah, I thought so.

What is her lading?
Is it the transport we have hoped for ?" "Yes, sir.

Lieutenant Talbot here has her bills of lading and her manifest also." "Where is it, Mr.Talbot ?" interrupted the officer; "let me see it, sir.

I am General Putnam, in command of the city." The general took the paper in his eagerness, but as he had neglected to bring his glasses with him, he was unable to read it.
"Here, here," he cried impatiently, handing it back, "read it yourself, or, better, tell us quickly what it is." "Two thousand stand of arms, twenty field-pieces, powder, shot, and other munitions of war, ten thousand suits of winter clothes, blankets, shoes, Colonel Seaton and three officers and fifty men of the Seaforth Highlanders and their baggage, all _en route_ for Quebec," said Talbot, promptly.
The crowd was one seething mass of excitement.

Robert Morris turned about, and lifting his hat from his head waved it high in the air amid frantic cheers.