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Edwin, as floor manager, now called out a new "set" and as the dancers began to "form on," Joe Belford hunched his brother. "Go after him now," he said. With deadly slowness of action, Marsh sauntered up to Blackler and said something in a low voice. "You're a liar!" retorted Edwin sharply.
One of the crew, who had been unadvisedly punished for insubordination, gave information to the authorities in Barbadoes, which put a period, for a time at least, to his enterprising pursuits. A few days before I landed in St. Pierre, the brig Betsey, Captain Blackler, arrived in the harbor from Marseilles.
Yohe's open palm resounded upon the pale face of Blackler, whose eyes had a wild glare in them, and the next moment they were rolling on the floor like a couple of dogs, the stronger and older man above, the valiant lover below.
Bill went with him, still belching forth against Blackler. "Jim said he heard he said he'd slap my face f'r a cent. I wish he would. I'd lick the life out of 'im in a minnit." "Why don't you pitch into Milt? He's got her now. He's the one y'd orto be dammin'." "Oh, he don't mean nothin' by it. He don't care for her. I saw him down to town at the show with the girl he's after.
Her head was thrown back, and the strange look on her face was thrilling. Facing the angry men with a gesture of superb scorn and fearlessness, she spoke, and in the deep hush her quiet words were strangely impressive: "Bill Yohe, what do you think you're doing?" For a moment the men were abashed, and, starting back, they allowed Blackler, dazed, bleeding and half strangled, to rise to his feet.
But Joe rushed upon her, determined to steal a kiss anyhow. "H'yare! H'yare! None o' that." "That's no fair," cried the rest, and he was caught by a dozen hands. "She didn't go round three times," he said. "Yes, she did," cried a dozen voices. "You shut up," he retorted, brutally, looking at Ed Blackler, who had not spoken at all. Ed glared back, but said nothing.
Adams, an intelligent and highly deserving young man, belonging to Marblehead, was placed in charge, and the mate of the unfortunate ship Cato, which forsook her proper element to explore the streets of St. Pierre, and could not get back, was engaged as mate of the Betsey. I applied to Captain Blackler for a passage to New Orleans.
Some few sat at the table in the parlor and played "authors." Bettie was becoming annoyed by the attentions of Bill, and, to get rid of him, went with Miss Lytle, Milton and two or three others into another room and shut the door. This was not very unusual, but poor Blackler seemed to feel it a direct affront to him and was embittered.
The young men wore wide hats, pushed back, in some cases, to display a smooth, curling wave of hair, carefully combed down over their foreheads. He was able to catalogue them by reference to his old companions, Ed Blackler, Shep Watson, Sever Anderson, and others. Soon the crowds thickened, and groups of men entered, talking and laughing loudly.
The brig was fully manned, with six stout, able-bodied seamen before the mast, and cook, mate, and captain, nine in all. Captain Blackler demanded forty dollars for a passage in the cabin; by no means an exorbitant charge. Nevertheless this was a poser, as after paying for my board, I had only twenty dollars remaining.
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