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Updated: May 31, 2025
Them's Bet Gallup's notions, Cap'n Am'zon's all right, to my way o' thinkin'. I was talkin' about Cap'n Abe." "I do not understand you at all, then," said the puzzled girl. "I see you don't just foller me," he replied patiently. "I ain't casting no alligators at your Uncle Am'zon. It's Cap'n Abe. I doubt his goin' to sea at all. I bet he never shipped aboard that craft his brother tells about."
"I dunno," the storekeeper went on reflectively, staring at a huge fishfly booming against one of the dusty window panes. "I dunno. Cap'n Am'zon was tellin' me once't about what he and two others went through with after the Posy Lass, out o' Bangor, was smashed up in a big blow off Hat'ras. What them fellers in the Globe paper tell about ain't a patch on what Cap'n Am'zon suffered."
But they knew he warn't no seaman, and a man without salt water in his blood don't make good with Cardhaven folks. "But Cap'n Am'zon he's another critter entirely. They mebbe think he's an old pirate or the like," and he chuckled again, "but they sartin sure respect him. Even Bet Gallup fears Cap'n Am'zon; but, to tell ye the truth, Niece Louise, she used to earwig Cap'n Abe!"
Milt Baker, like the other neighbors, was becoming familiar, if not friendly, with the substitute storekeeper and, leaning on the showcase. Milt said: "Leave me have a piece of Brown Mule, Cap'n Am'zon. I'm all out o' chewin'. Put it on the book and Mandy'll pay for it." "Avast there!" Cap'n Amazon returned.
Cap'n Hicks he was a young man in them days, and boastful cursed the mess it made, yanked off the bird's head, so's to have the beautiful pink beak of it made into the head of a walking-stick, and ordered Tony to throw the carcass overboard and clean up the deck. I went to the wheel in his stead, with Jim Ledward. Jim says to me: 'Am'zon, that bird'll foller us.
Then he said: "That's exactly what I mean. I got a ahem! a letter from Cap'n Am'zon only lately." "And he's comin' to see ye?" gasped Cap'n Joab, turning from the door to stare like the others at the storekeeper. "Yes," the latter confessed. "And he's likely to stay quite a spell when he does come. Says suthin' 'bout settlin' down. He's gettin' along in years like the rest of us.
Sounds jest like the Baptist Meetin' House bell. It's cracked." "Them orang-outangs don't sound like no bell not when they holler," put in Cap'n Abe, leaning on his counter and staring at the tireless fishfly again. "Cap'n Am'zon Silt, when he was ashore once't in Borneo, met one o' them critters." "Gosh all fishhooks!" ejaculated Milt.
Look at what happened the crew of the Mailfast, clipper built, out o' Baltimore an' that was when you an' I, Cap'n Joab, was sharpenin' our milk teeth on salt hoss." "What happened her, Cap'n Am'zon?" queried Milt Baker, reaching for a fresh piece of Brown Mule, and with a wink at the other idlers. "Did she go down, or did she go up?" "Both," replied Cap'n Amazon unruffled.
"If that brother of yours has gone through one-half the perils by land and sea I've heard you tell about, he's beat out most sailors from old Noah down to Admiral Dewey." Cap'n Abe's brows came together in pronounced disapproval. "Young man," he said, "if Cap'n Am'zon was here now ye wouldn't darst cast any aspersions on his word. He ain't the man to stand for't."
"So I did," declared the captain boldly. "This crew o' mutineers I speak of turned pirates, and they held me the only one of the afterguard left alive to navigate the ship. "Guess mebbe you've heard tell, Cap'n Joab, of the mutiny of the Galatea?" went on the narrator unblushingly. His fellow skipper nodded. "I've heard of it yes. But you don't mean to say you sailed on her, Am'zon?"
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