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"There, I hear a customer in the store," and she gave him a little pat on the shoulder as he delivered the huge apron into her hand. "I dunno," he said, smiling upon her quizzically, "as I shall really want to cast off if Cap'n Am'zon does come. Seems to me 'twould be hi-mighty nice to have a girl like you around the place, Louise." "Then don't go," she said, briskly beginning to clear off.
"Where'd they wind up at, Cap'n Am'zon?" asked Milt. "Couldn't hit nothin' nearer'n the Guineas on that course," growled Cap'n Joab. "There you're wrong," the substitute storekeeper said. "They struck seaweed acres an' acres of it square miles of it everlastin' seaweed!" "Sargasso Sea!" exploded Washy Gallup, wagging his toothless jaw. "I swanny!"
"Land sakes, no!" the storekeeper quickly assured her. "'Tain't that. But I cal'lated 'bout soon's Am'zon anchored here I'd cast off moorin's myself." "Go away?" Louise demanded. "Yes. Like poor old Jerry, mebbe," said Cap'n Abe, looking at the caged bird. "Mebbe I'll be glad to come back again and in a hurry.
"An' now, Louise, that I've got a taste of romance, I don't want to come back to humdrum things no, sir! I want to keep right on bein' Cap'n Am'zon, and havin' even them old hardshells like Cap'n Joab and Washy Gallup look on me as a feller-salt." "But how ?" "They never really respected Cap'n Abe," her uncle hurried on to say. "I find my neighbors did love him, an' I thank God for that!
"There's one Silt ain't afraid of salt water, whatever Cap'n Abe may be!" "Will you come, Cap'n Am'zon?" called the skipper of the life-saving crew. "I'm coming," mumbled the storekeeper, and held up his arms that Milt Baker might fasten the belt about his body. Afterward Milt was fond of declaring that the look on Cap'n Amazon's face at that moment prophesied the tragedy that was to follow.
'Am'zon' has been a name in our fambly since Cap'n Reba Silt first put the nose of his old Tigris to the tidal wave of the Am'zon River back in seventeen-forty. He come home to New Bedford and named his first boy, that was waitin' to be christened, 'Am'zon Silt. "So I called this this dream brother of mine 'Am'zon. These Cardhaven folks warn't likely to know whether I had a brother or not.
"Why, by golly!" yelled the surfman. "This here's Cap'n Abe Silt!" "Ain't his brother Am'zon there?" "No, I don't see his brother nowhere." "Take a good look." "Trust me to do that," answered the surfman. But the search was useless. Nobody ever saw Cap'n Amazon again. He had gone, as he had come suddenly and in a way to shock the placid thoughts of Cardhaven people.
They mutineed, you know." "The sculpins!" ejaculated the storekeeper briskly. "Can't excuse that. Anything but a crew that'll turn on the afterguard that they've signed on for to obey!" "That's right, Cap'n Am'zon," said Cap'n Joab. "Ye say a true word." "An' for good reason," declared the mendacious storekeeper.
He'll be a lot better company for you than I'd be." "Oh, Cap'n Abe, I can scarcely believe that!" cried the girl. "You don't know Cap'n Am'zon," the storekeeper said. "I tell ye fair: he's ev'rything that I ain't! As a boy 'hem! Am'zon was always leadin' an' me follerin'. I kinder took after my mother, I guess. She was your grandmother. Your grandfather was a Card and a nice man he was.
Good-night!" Cap'n Abe stared at him for a moment, his eyes holding sparks of indignation. "Young man," he said tartly, "you should hear Cap'n Am'zon himself tell it. You wouldn't cast no doubts upon his statement." Cap'n Joab snorted and turned his back again. Young Tapp felt somewhat abashed.
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