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Updated: May 26, 2025
Says I just now, up among the larches, 'Heigh, my sonny-boys, I can crow over you, anyways; for I was a man grown when Squire planted ye; and here I be, a lusty gaffer, markin' ye down for destruction. But hullo! where's the dinner?" "There bain't none." "Hey?" "There bain't none." "How's that? Damme! William Henry, dinner's dinner, an' don't you joke about it.
Sure, b'y, I didn't expect to see ye so spry to-day, an' was just studyin' out a few verses concernin' death an' pride an' ructions that would keep yer memory green." "Whist, father!" exclaimed the girl. "I bain't dead, Pat, so ye kin set to on some new varses," said the skipper. "If ye t'ought them poor fools ye heard yowlin' last night was to be the death o' me, then ye was on the wrong tack.
But I have my depths; ha, and even my great depths! I might gird at a certain shepherd, brain to brain. But no O no!" "A strange old piece, ye say!" interposed the maltster, in a querulous voice. "At the same time ye be no old man worth naming no old man at all. Yer teeth bain't half gone yet; and what's a old man's standing if se be his teeth bain't gone?
"When dark came on I found me a dry cave in the side of a knoll, an' dry moss an' sticks for a fire." "It bain't right for yer reverence to sleep out these rough winter nights," protested the skipper. "Maybe ye'll be gettin' yer death one o' these nights, sir." "Nay, Denny, don't ye go worryin' about me," said the priest. "I am as tough as a husky."
They'll be starved to death wid the cold, Denny, for bain't I most blowed out o' my bed right in this grand house?" The skipper realized that the room was colder than the middle apartment of the cabin had any right to be. He went to the window and examined it. The small frame was as tight in the wall as a dozen spikes and a liberal daubing of tar could make it.
"I made use o' my wits an' the harbor bes rich." "Saints pity ye, Denny! Rich? The folk o' this harbor bain't intended for riches. Take a care, Denny, for the devil bes in it. Saints presarve us! No good never did come to this harbor out o' wracks, Denny. Me own father was drunk wid rum out o' a wrack when he fell over the edge o' the cliff, an' broke his neck on the land-wash.
The skipper stopped, glared down at him, and swung his right hand back for a blow. "Hit away, I'm tied," said the other, without flinching. The skipper let his hand sink to his side. "I don't hit a tied man. That bain't my way," he said, flushing darkly. "Untie me, then, and you can hit all you want to. Cut these ropes and let me at you.
"We know very well that if anybody do go to heaven, they will. They've worked hard for it, and they deserve to have it, such as 'tis. I bain't such a fool as to pretend that we who stick to the Church have the same chance as they, because we know we have not. But I hate a feller who'll change his old ancient doctrines for the sake of getting to heaven.
I bes skipper here aye, an' more nor skipper an' all a man has to do to live safe an' happy an' rich in this harbor bes to do what I tells him to do but this here Dick Lynch bain't knowledgeable enough to see it. I's had to bat him twice. Next time I bats him maybe I'd best finish the job?
"There bain't no luck in diamonds," mumbled the old woman, "an' there bain't no luck in wracks. The devil bes in the both o' them, Denny." The skipper passed through his grandmother's bed-room and entered the cold and un-aired chamber that was reserved for the use of Father McQueen.
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