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One rainy afternoon, when work had been generally suspended, a number of the men gathered inside Bill Boughton's store to wait for a let-up in the downpour, and the subject of crews was broached. "How you comin' with your crew, Bige?" asked a tall, lanky man of Captain Tanner. "First rate. Got a dozen men now an' that's about all the Rosan can take care of.

Huge ill-shapen head as Swartboy carried on his shoulders, there was an ample stock of brains in it; and a life of keen endeavour to keep his stomach supplied had taught him their exercise. At that moment Swartboy's brains came to the relief of the party. "Baas!" he said, endeavouring to restrain the impatience of his master, "vyacht um bige, mein baas! Leave it to da ole Bushy to close da door.

Huge ill-shapen head that Swartboy carried on his shoulders, there was an ample stock of brains in it; and a life of keen endeavour to keep his stomach supplied had taught him their exercise. At that moment Swartboy's brains came to the relief of the party. "Baas!" he said, endeavouring to restrain the impatience of his master, "vyacht um bige, mein baas! Leave it to da ole Bushy to close da door.

With each hand she held a child close to her. "Bige! Where is little Bige?" she was crying as Code came up. "Tom and Mary are here, but I've lost Bige. Oh, Nat! Where is Bige?" "Bless me if I know," stammered Burns weakly. "Last I saw of him he was under that cherry-tree where you told him to stay until you got the others. It wa'n't more'n five minutes ago I seen him there.

He hoped that his triumph would not be lost upon his wife. Nor was it, for it was a month afterward before the neighbors ceased to hear how her Bige was the best captain that ever sailed out of Freekirk Head.

He must be around somewheres. I'll look." Without another word he hurried off in a frantic search, looking to left and right, behind every bush, and among the crowd, bellowing the boy's name at the top of his voice. Code walked up to the frantic girl and went straight to the point. "Hello, Nellie!" he said. "Where do you cal'late little Bige might be? I hear you've lost him." "Yes, I have, Code.

His companion nicknamed him "Bige." Coming out of the theatre with his intended on his arm, an old friend, a drummer for a Chicago grocery house, happened to see him, and he went up to him and said, "Why, Bije Easus, how are you?" Young Mr.

"Went up to Castalia to see a couple of men who he thought he might get for the crew, but I don't think Burns or any one else knows it. He wanted to make the trip on the quiet an' get them without anybody's knowing it if he could. But what do you cal'late to do, Bige?" "By the Great Snood, I don't know!" declared Tanner helplessly.

He can handle a schooner as well as you, Burt, and better." "Yas," said the other contemptuously; "nobody's ever forgot the way he handled the old May Schofield. Better not play with fire, Bige, or you'll get your hands burned." Pete Ellinwood got upon his feet deliberately.

Then, suddenly, as he dropped the boy to the ground outside, there came a blast of fire on the back draft created by the opening. Singed and strangling, with a last desperate effort he threw himself outward and fell on his shoulders beside little Bige. Men who had heard the crash of glass when the window went out rushed forward and dragged man and boy to safety.