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Updated: June 4, 2025
"Got any boys to brag of?" "We don't think much o' boys daown aour way; they're 'mazin' resky stock to fetch up, alluz breakin' baounds, gittin' intew the paound, and wurryin' your life aout somehaow 'nother. Gals naow doos waal; I've got six o' the likeliest the is goin', every one on 'em is the very moral of Bewlah, red hair, black eyes, quiet ways, an' a mold 'side the nose.
The feelings expressed by the good folks who dated from the time when they "buried aour little Anny Mari," and others of that homespun stripe, were founded in reason, after all.
Where's the sense of a man lyin' fer a few old cod?" "Was a man once lied for his catch," Manuel put in. "Lied every day. Fife, ten, twenty-fife more fish than come he say there was." "Where was that?" said Dan. "None o' aour folk." "Frenchman of Anguille." "Ah! Them West Shore Frenchmen don't caount anyway. Stands to reason they can't caount.
I tell yer that man 'ad no 'eart for men or 'orses. An' you tork ababt bein' reel reg'mental, Mac! . . . 'e wos a reg'mental old soor if yer like! . . . Fit to drop we wos wot wos left o' us, an' th' bloody sun goin' down an' all. But no! 'e give us no rest burial fatigue right away. Free big trenches we buried aour pore fellers in I can see 'em now. . . ."
Her principal comment was, "They don't think much of sailors up aour way." And I received the impression, from her and others, and from my own imagination, that rural life was far more delightful than the life of towns. But there is something in the place where we were born that holds us always by the heartstrings.
"Dunder und blitzens!" gasped Hans. "I don'd tole you dot!" "Get away wid yer blarney!" exclaimed Barney, disbelievingly. "Pwhat do yez take us fer, Oi warnt to know? It's nivver a bit do ye shtuff sich a yarrun down aour throats, me b'y." "You are not compelled to believe it." "Cintipades in th' winter!" snorted the Irish lad. "Thot bates th' band!"
Dunno what ud er dun if you uns hedn't cum erlong. Naouw, strangers, you take aour bed, we sleep on floo." Then he took the "kids" one by one, and set them up with their backs to the side of the shanty, and we, not daring to beard the lion in his den by declining, obeyed.
Why shouldn't he make up to the Jedge's daughter? She was genteel enough for him and let's see, haow old was she? Seven-'n'-twenty, no, six-'n'-twenty, Born the same year we buried aour little Anny Marí. There was no possible objection to this arrangement, if the parties interested had seen fit to make it or even to think of it.
Half a dozen brave fellers sprang to the davits, and among 'em aour Boothbay boys. They'd been in a fix, ye see, and was eager to help the rest of sufferin' humanity. She was rollin' so that it tuck 'em nigh an hour to git the bot over, and then two men fell overboard; but finally they got off toward the schooner, all hands givin' 'em three cheers.
"She likes ye, or she'd never a sent ye that warnin. Akshins speaks louder'n words. She's kinder flustered an dunno her own mind, that's all. Gals don't, genally. Ye'd be a darnation fool ter let her slip through yer fingers naow, arter riskin yer neck an all aour necks in this ere job jess ter git a holt of her, an a settin sech store by her ez ye allers hev. Take a fool's advice, Cap'n.
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