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Old Captain Abner Barnes, skipper, for the twenty years before his death, of the coasting schooner T. I. Smalley, had, during his life-long seafaring, never made a much rougher voyage, all things considered, than that upon which his last will and testament had sent his niece and her young companion.
With a conciliating, apologetic bob of his tail, he trotted on up wind and came upon Skipper on his back, rolled in a blanket so that only his head stuck out, and sound asleep. First of all Jerry needs must joyfully sniff him and joyfully wag his tail.
I have a board in the bottom of the boat with which we can bridge the mud," replied the skipper. "But I think we had better have our lunch before we walk five miles." "I am in condition to lunch," added Christy. The sails had been furled, and everything put in order on board of the boat.
"All captains are not like our friend yonder," said Uncle Dick. "But it seems to me that he's a tyrant to everyone on board. Who's being bullied now?" For just then sharp words were being exchanged, and a gruff voice cried: "Do. You hit me, and skipper or no skipper, I'll give it you back with interest!" "What! you mutinous dog!" shouted the captain.
The distance can't be more than two or three hundred yards." "Belike it aren't more. But for all that, it'll take us the half of a day, ef not longer, to cover it." "How so?" queried the skipper. "Wal, the how is thet we can't go by the beach; thar bein' no beach. At the mouth o' the cove it's all cliff, right down to the water. I noticed thet as we war puttin' inter it.
He'll be happy and contented, for people are always happy with simple living, so long as they don't know about any other kind of living." "I thinks Abel lives fine now, and we lives fine," ventured Jimmy. "Abel's house is fine and warm, and so is ours." "Aye," said Skipper Ed, "'tis that. 'Tis that; and enough's a-plenty. Enough's a-plenty." They walked along in silence for a little while.
Hazel, however, soon came to one resolution, and that was to read the funeral service over the dead, and then commit them to the deep. He declared this intention, and Cooper, who, though wounded, and apparently sinking, was still skipper of the boat, acquiesced readily. Mr.
It is a strange coincidence, and we should like to learn all about him." "We've always called him 'Skipper," answered Bobby. "He was a sailor once, but that was long before I came. He's lived at Abel's Bay, I heard him say, over twenty years. He's told Jimmy and me a lot about Harvard College, and when he was a boy he lived in a place called Carrington " "What! Carrington?" exclaimed Mr. Winslow.
"Thank you, sir," returned the skipper shortly; then turning upon his heel he went below to his cabin, Patterson having come on deck a minute or two before, to announce that breakfast was ready.
Our skipper was standing just abaft the main-rigging, conning the ship, with one hand on the topmast backstay all ready for a spring, while he signalled the helmsman with the other. Sennitt was forward, also ready for the rush; while Mr Clewline, who with a dozen hands was to remain on board and take care of the ship, was in the waist.
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