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Updated: May 27, 2025
"Adm'r'l bet, spell ago, 't he could scrape twenty-five pound o' mud off'n my two-seated kerridge next time I driv her to the Point. Jest keep yer eyes up the road," said Captain Pharo, standing, diligently and furtively swashing, with his unconscious boots submerged in water, "t' see that thar' ain't nobody lookin'." "What 's he goin' to give ye, if ye win the bet, cap'n?" said his lively wife.
"Adm'r'l," said Captain Pharo, "I want ye to step down here and scrape twenty-five pound o' mud off'n my two-seated kerridge." The admiral regarded us fixedly for some moments, fireless pipe in expressionless mouth, and then rose and descended to us. The women had already contemptuously left our company and gone about their shopping.
Admiral 'S I Sums-it-up was turning his horse about. "I believe you and me 's got a bet on, ain't we, adm'r'l?" said Captain Pharo. "I told 'em 'twas wastin' waggin ile to come down here to c'lect. G'long! ye old fool! Git up! ye old skate! 'S I sums it up, bet ye, goin' 'tween here and the Point I could scrape twenty-five pound o' mud off 'n yer kerridge time ye gits thar', Kobbe.
Captain Shamgar disposed himself on the fence, and the cows fell to browsing in the lane. "Got your road-tax ready for the adm'r'l, Shamgar?" "Sartin, sartin," said that individual, firmly and permanently buttressing his cowhide boots between the rails; "charge 'er to the town pump, and take 'er out o' the handle!" Uproarious laughter.
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