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"Would you leave the poor fellows to perish for the sake of sooner putting food into your own mouths? Come, help them along, they want it more than we do." The men thus summoned, returned and assisted Andrew and Archy, who were dragging their nearly insensible shipmates over the ice.
All around appeared mountains of heaving water, each succeeding sea threatening to swallow up the labouring ship. Archy was surprised at the calmness of the officers and crew, when he expected every moment that one of those tremendous seas would come on board, and send the ship to the bottom.
There couldn't be any unhappier man, Archy Stillman; his life had been made up of misery of mind he isn't near as old as he looks. He has lost the feel of reposefulness and peace oh, years and years ago! He doesn't know what good luck is never has had any; often says he wishes he was in the other hell, he is so tired of this one."
All his orders were questioned, and the boat was liable to go to the bottom in an emergency, because his commands were not promptly obeyed. He was not a little astonished at Cyd's conduct, for in the boat of Master Archy he was in the habit of obeying all orders like a machine, never presuming to ask a question, or suggest a doubt.
Archy collars him and takes him on deck, when who should it prove to be but his own brother Andrew! "`Oh, Archy, Archy, I didn't think this of you! "`Well, Andrew, I didn't know it was you, but there's no help for it; you must come and serve in the main-top along with me, and give up all chance of being a mate or captain of a merchant vessel.
"In the meantime let me hear what answer you have to make to a complaint old Archy Eagleshay brings against you." The factor gave a variety of reasons for his conduct, to which she listened without replying, and then called up the old man to her end of the table. "Go home Archy Eagleshay," she said, in a voice totally different to that in which she had spoken to the factor.
May you have better luck, and I hope the captain will give you the berth instead of me. Well, away went Archy on board of the man-of-war, looking very gloomy, as you may suppose. When he went aft on the quarterdeck the captain asked him his name and where he came from. "`Ah, said the captain, `and who are your friends? So Archy told him that he had only his mother left.
Saying this, Max, putting out the lantern, crept away, and Archy was left in solitude and total darkness. The liquor his evil councillor had given him made him sleepy, so he could not think. Otherwise his conscience might have been aroused, and he might have recollected his poor mother lying on a bed of sickness, and his affectionate sister watching for his return.
Stuart of Andover regarded slaveholding as lawful; for that "he had sent Archy back to his son Isaac, with an apology for his running away" to be held in perpetual slavery? With what propriety might not the professor exclaim: False, every syllable false. I sent him back, NOT TO BE HELD AS A SLAVE, but recognized as a dear brother, in all respects, under every relation, civil and ecclesiastical.
"I thought your mother and sister would advise you to keep away from a fellow like me," answered Max, looking hard at his young guest. He was a strongly-built broad-shouldered man, with an unpleasant expression in his weather-beaten countenance. "My mother is ill, and did not know I was coming, and I am not going to be dictated to by Maggie," said Archy. "That's the right spirit, boy," said Max.
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