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I did hope that my days would not be numbered so soon, but it matters little a'ter all. A few more winters, and a few more summers, and 'twould have been over, accordin' to natur'. Ah's! me, the young and actyve seldom think death possible, till he grins in their faces, and tells 'em the hour is come!"
"There is no reason why we should," I contended, speaking loud and confident, so both could hear. "We are all in good health and in the open air. See here, you men, stop acting like fools. We will take a look below, and then have the others on board." "But Ah's suah feared, sah." "At what? You are in no more danger than I am.
All who were left of the old crew gathered round me while I closed my chest, and Blodgett and Davie Paine seized the beckets before I knew what they were about and carried it to my stateroom. As I passed the galley the cook stopped me. "You ain't gwine far, sah, praise de Lo'd!" he said. "Dah's a hot time ahead and we gotta stand one by anotheh. Ah's gwine keep my eye on dat yeh man f'om Boston.
"Miles could do all that man could do, Neb, but he can't swim two hundred miles a South sea-man might do something like that, I do suppose, but they're onaccountably web-footed. No, no, Neb; I fear we shall have to give him up. Providence swept him away from us, like, and we've lost him. Ah's me! well, I loved that boy better, even, than a Yankee loves cucumbers."
Yo' freeze yo'se'f, Mahstah, an' of cose Ah appreciated th' infuhmities of a genaman, but Ah induced him to put on his coat an' his hat an' his boots, an' he sais, 'Ah am Cunnel Potts, an' Ah mus' have mah eight houahs sleep. Ah sais to him, 'If yo' is a Cunnel, yo' is a genaman, an' Ah shall escoht yo' to yo' hotel. Raght then a p'liceman offaseh come up, an' he sais, 'Yeh, yeh! what all this yeh row about? an' Ah sais, 'Nothin' 'tall, Mahstah p'liceman offaseh, Ah's jes' takin' Mahstah Cunnel Potts to his hotel, seh, with yo' kindness, an' he sais, 'Git him out a yeh an' go 'long with yo' then, so Ah led th' Cunnel off, seh.
"I tell you, old trapper, this is no horse; neither in hoofs, head, nor hide." "Anan! Not a horse? Your eyes are good for the bees and for the hollow trees, my lad, but bless me, the boy is right! That I should mistake the hide of a buffaloe, scorched and crimpled as it is, for the carcass of a horse! Ah's me!
"I want to see Miss Lyn myself." "Jes' a minute, Marse Go'don," she said. "Ah's got to git some wa'm watah f'om dis yeah Mr. Cook." The cook signaled her to help herself from the kettle that bubbled over the fire, and she filled her bucket and disappeared, chattering volubly, MacRae at her heels. I finished my supper more deliberately.
"Oh, mah golly, oh, mah golly!" the cook cried, in ecstasy, "jest once Ah gits mah foots on dry land Ah's gwine be de happies' nigger eveh bo'n. Ah ain' neveh gwine to sea agin, no sah, not neveh." "Ay, land's good," Davie Paine muttered, "but the sea holds a man." Blodgett said naught. What dreams of wealth were stirring in his head, I never knew. He was so very pale!
Ah don rightly know mah age, mahster, mah mother never tol' me." St. Lucian woman, evidently about forty-five, after deep thought, plainly anxious to be as truthful as possible: "Er ah's twenty, sir." "Oh, you're older than that. About sixty, say?" "'Bout dat, sah." "Are you married?" To a Barbadian woman of forty: "Just you and your daughter live here?" "Dat's all, sir."
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