ILLUSTRATIONS

"She can't last much longer. Lay into it, my buckos!"	[Frontispiece]
	Facing Page
Some one was kneeling on his chest, with a choking grip on his neck	[50]
It was easy work to get alongside and pass them a line	[110]
David gazed down at the white deck of the Sea Witch	[194]

A CADET OF THE BLACK
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