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I am but one man, and have but one cartridge left." This naked, sun-tanned being was one of the most desperate and blood-stained beachcombers that had ever cursed the fair isles of the South Pacific, and in those days there were many, notably on Pleasant Island and in the Gilbert Group.
'I've half a mind to give you a lesson in civility. 'You set up any more of your gab to me, returned the Scotsman, 'and I'll show ye the wrong side of a jyle. I've heard tell of the three of ye. Ye're not long for here, I can tell ye that. The Government has their eyes upon ye. They make short work of damned beachcombers, I'll say that for the French.
She had come across the wicked South Seas which were still infested with cannibals; she had seen drunkenness and called men beachcombers; who was this moment as innocent as a babe, and in the next uttered some bitter wisdom it had taken a thousand years of philosophy to evolve. And there was that dress of hers! She must be warned that she had been imposed upon.
Every two months the steamer came. Then the white population of the station doubled and trebled itself. Traders and storekeepers came by canoe from outlying islands or from remote stations on the farther side of his own island, for Good Friday Island had but one port of entry and this was it. Beachcombers who had been adopted into villages in the interior sauntered in over jungle trails.
Ethan Allen Pratt, a wife honoured, a helpmate well-beloved. So to him the coming of the steamer meant more than an orgy of drunken beachcombers and a bustle of life and activity upon the beach; it meant more than a thin-strained taste of contact with a distant world of white men and white men's ways; meant more, even, than letters and papers.
In it he saw and he felt only the sense of an everlasting struggle against foreign elements and hostile forces. Among the missionaries he had acquaintances but no friends. He despised the swaggering beachcombers who had flung off the decencies of civilisation along with the habiliments of civilisation and who found a marrowy sweetness in the husks of the prodigal.
She leaves me almost without comparisons. She is like some character out of Phra the Phoenician: she's been buried for thirty years and just been excavated. That's the way she strikes me. And it's uncanny." "But I never saw anybody more alive." "Who wouldn't be lively after thirty years' sleep? Did you hear her explain about beachcombers?
'Tapena Tom harry my, said the spokesman, pointing. And the three beachcombers, following his indication, saw the figure of a man in pyjama trousers and a white jumper approaching briskly from the town. 'Captain Tom is coming. 'That's Tapena Tom, is it? said the captain, pausing in his music. 'I don't seem to place the brute. 'We'd better cut, said the clerk. ''E's no good.
"Tapena Tom harry my," said the spokesman, pointing. And the three beachcombers, following his indication, saw the figure of a man in pyjama trousers and a white jumper approaching briskly from the town. "That's Tapena Tom, is it?" said the captain, pausing in his music. "I don't seem to place the brute." "We'd better cut," said the clerk. "'E's no good."
He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he had done, the old trader nodded. "That's a good story, lad. You've caught the colour and the life. But it sounds too real to be imagined. You've never seen a typhoon, have you?" "No." "Well, imagination beats me!" "It's something Ruth saw. She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it." "Ah, I see."
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