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from the actual field of battle. They
were working for the salvation of the Union as effectively as they could
have done in the din of the strife. They were "Fighting for the Right,"
as they understood it, though it is not treason to say, thirty years later,
that the people of the South were as sincere as those of the North; and
they could hardly have fought and suffered to the extent they did if it
had been otherwise.
The incidents of the volume are more various than in the preceding
stories, which were so largely a repetition of battle scenes; but the hero
is still as earnest as ever in the cause he loves. He attains a high
position without any ambition to win it; for, like millions of others who
gave the best years of their lives to sustain the Union, who suffered the
most terrible hardships and privations, so many hundreds of thousands
giving their lives to their country, Christy fought and labored for the
cause, and not from any personal ambition. It is the young man's high
character, his devotion to duty, rather than the incidents and adventures
in which he is engaged, that render him worthy of respect, and
deserving of the honors that were bestowed upon him. The younger
participants in the war of the Rebellion, Christy Passford among the
number, are beginning to be grizzled with the snows of fifty winters;
but they are still rejoicing in "A Victorious Union."
William T. Adams.
Dorchester, April 18, 1892.

CONTENTS
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CHAPTER I.
A Conference at Bonnydale 15

CHAPTER II.
A Complicated Case 26
CHAPTER III.
The Departure of the Chateaugay 37
CHAPTER IV.
Monsieur Gilfleur explains 48
CHAPTER V.
An Abundance of Evidence 59
CHAPTER VI.
The Boarding of the Ionian 70
CHAPTER VII.
A Bold Proposition 81
CHAPTER VIII.
A Notable Expedition 92
CHAPTER IX.
The Frenchman in Bermuda 103
CHAPTER X.
Important Information obtained 114
CHAPTER XI.

An Unexpected Rencontre 125
CHAPTER XII.
As Impracticable Scheme 136
CHAPTER XIII.
At the End of the Chase 147
CHAPTER XIV.
An Easy Victory 158
CHAPTER XV.
The Gentleman with a Grizzly Beard 169
CHAPTER XVI.
Among the Bahamas 180
CHAPTER XVII.
The Landing at New Providence 191
CHAPTER XVIII.
An Affray in Nassau 202
CHAPTER XIX.
An Old Acquaintance 213
CHAPTER XX.
A Band of Ruffians 224

CHAPTER XXI.
A Question of Neutrality 235
CHAPTER XXII.
On Board of the Snapper 246
CHAPTER XXIII.
The Chateaugay in the Distance 257
CHAPTER XXIV.
The Tables turned 268
CHAPTER XXV.
Captain Flanger in Irons 279
CHAPTER XXVI.
A Visit to Tampa Bay 290
CHAPTER XXVII.
Among the Keys of Tampa 302
CHAPTER XXVIII.
The Surrender of the Reindeer 313
CHAPTER XXIX.
Bringing out the Prize 324
CHAPTER XXX.

A Very Important Service 335
CHAPTER XXXI.
An Undesired Promotion 346

FIGHTING FOR THE RIGHT
CHAPTER I
A CONFERENCE AT BONNYDALE
"Well, Christy, how do you feel this morning?" asked Captain Passford,
one bright morning in April, at Bonnydale on the Hudson, the residence
of the former owner of the Bellevite, which he had presented to the
government.
"Quite well, father; I think I never felt any better in all my life," replied
Lieutenant Passford, of the United States Navy, recently commander of
the little gunboat Bronx, on board of which he had been severely
wounded in an action with a Confederate fort in Louisiana.
"Do you feel any soreness at the wound in your arm?" inquired the
devoted parent with some anxiety.
"Not a particle, father."
"Or at the one in your thigh?"
"Not the slightest bit of soreness. In fact, I have been ready to return to
my duty at any time within the last month," replied Christy very
cheerfully. "It would be a shame for me to loiter around home any
longer, when I am as able to plank the deck as I ever was. In truth, I
think I am better and stronger than ever before, for I have had a long
rest."
"Your vacation has been none too long, for you were considerably run

down, the doctor said, in addition to your two wounds," added Captain
Passford, senior; for the young man had held a command, and was
entitled to the same honorary title as his father.
"These doctors sometimes make you think you are sicker than you
really are," said Christy with a laugh.
"But your doctor did not do so, for your mother and I both thought you
were rather run out by your labors in the Gulf."
"If I was, I am all right now. Do I look like a sick one? I weigh more
than I ever did before in my life."
"Your mother has taken excellent care of you, and you certainly look
larger and stronger than when you went