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"Waiter a-hoy!" shouted Captain Bluenose sternly, on hearing this. "Yes-sir." "Bring me a tumbler o' gin and a pot o' cold water." "Tum'ler o' gin sir an' a por o' col' wa'r, sir? Yes sir." The waiter stopped suddenly and turned back. "Mixed, sir?" "No, not mixed, sir," replied Bluenose, with a look and tone of withering sarcasm; "contrairywise, wery much separated."
Formerly the law either sided with the officers and owners or left them alone; now it either sided with the men or left the officers and owners in the lurch. The true balance was not restored. Here is a thoroughly typical instance of the difference between a Britisher and a Bluenose under the new dispensation.
The best helmsmen are on duty now. Not even every Bluenose can steer, any more than every Englishman can box or every Frenchman fence. There are a dozen different ways of mishandling a vessel under sail. Let your attention wander, and she'll run up into the wind and perhaps get in irons, so that she won't cast either way.
Hence, in order to prevent inconvenient recognition, the men were wont to give each other nicknames, which nicknames descended frequently to their offspring. The father of Captain Bluenose and of Mrs Laker had been a notorious scamp about the beginning of this century, at which period Deal may be said to have been in full swing in regard to smuggling and the French war.
The Bluenose mate simply said, 'See here, just shut your head or I'll shut it for you, on which the skulker answered by threatening to 'cut his chicken liver out. In a flash the Bluenose had him naped, slung, and flying across the rail. A second man rushed in, only to be landed neatly on the chin and knocked limp against the scuppers.
Ah, Captain Frewen, there is nothing like buckshot or slogs to squash a mutiny. You most get some nine-bore guns made here to take away with you." * A "bluenose" is a sailor's term for a Canadian or Nova Scotian. "Thank you for the suggestion, Mr. Beilby. But whalers' bomb guns which can be easily procured in Sydney are better still.
"Ha! that's wot I've been lookin' for," observed Bluenose, spitting his quid over the lee bulwarks, and replacing it with a fresh one. "I've never got no confidence in a skipper as don't keep his lead a-goin' in shoal water. Specially in sich waters as them 'ere, wot shifts more or less with every gale."
Ay, ay," said Bluenose, lighting his pipe with a heavy sigh, "Tommy Bogey's gone for good." That was the last that was heard of poor Tommy for many a long day on the beach of Deal.
"You're long about that boat, Jeph," said Bluenose, after a pause, during which he scanned the horizon with a telescope. "So I am. It ain't easy to carry out the notion." "An' wot may the notion be?" inquired Bluenose, sitting down on a coil of rope, and gazing earnestly at the old man.
That man has a most a special fine interval, and a grand orchard too; he must be a good mark, that. 'Well he was once, sir, a few years ago; but he built a fullin' mill, and a cardin' mill, and put up a lumber establishment, and speculated in the West Indy line; but the dam was carried away by the freshets, the lumber fell, and faith he fell too; he's shot up, he hain't been seed these two years, his farm is a common, and fairly run out. 'Oh, said I, 'I understand now, my man; these folks had too many irons in the fire you see, and some on 'em have got burnt. 'I never heerd tell of it, says Bluenose; 'they might, but not to my knowledge; and he scratched his head, and looked as if he would ask the meanin' of it, but didn't like too.
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