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He kept his spirits, nevertheless; but his gaiety was of a different kind more timid, more humble; and he lived in a constant, childlike fear of his wife, who grumbled from morning till night: "Look at him there the great glutton! the good-for-nothing creature, the old boozer! Serve him right, serve him right!" He no longer answered her.
Was there ever a coral island that wasn't? But there was copra in plenty; only one other trader and him a boozer; quite a bit of pearl shell, and Tom's book showing how he had cleared thirty-three hundred dollars in a year. He had boils something awful, and for the last two years it had just been a fight to stick it out.
Then he glares round to see if he can catch anybody winking behind his back. There's the cynical joker, a queer mixture, who contributes generously and tempts the reformed boozer afterwards.
"Smart as a new pin. You could trust 'im on the bridge of a battleship. Now, Watts is a good man, but a tot of rum makes 'im fair daft." "Ah!" purred Verity, "you must keep a tight 'and on Watts. I like an appetizer meself w'en I'm off dooty, so to speak, but it's no joke to 'ave a boozer in charge of a fine ship an' vallyble freight.
It's my private opinion that Peter must have been an awful boozer and scamp in his time." The other two only thought. Mitchell was privileged. He was a young man of freckled, sandy complexion, and quizzical grey eyes. "Sly Joker" "could take a rise out of anyone on the quiet;" "You could never tell when he was getting at you;" "Face of a born comedian," as bushmen said of Mitchell.
Next morning, at half-past seven, the postman who conveyed letters to the village noticed at the cross-road, not far from the high road, a large splash of blood not yet dry. He said to himself: "Hallo! some boozer must have had a nose bleed." But he perceived ten paces farther on a pocket handkerchief also stained with blood. He picked it up.
Hugh went to the station with his new-found friend and sat down in the lighted office. The railroad man got out a sheet of paper and began to write a letter. "I'm going to get you that job," he said. "I'm writing the letter now and I'll get it off on the midnight train. You've got to get on your feet. I was a boozer myself, but I cut it all out. A glass of beer now and then, that's my limit."
"You'd best take care, old man." "Macquarie wasn't a coward," remonstrated the drunkard, softly, but in an injured tone. "What's up with you, anyway?" yelled the publican. "What yer growling at? D'ye want a row? Get out if yer can't be agreeable!" The boozer swung his back to the bar, hooked himself on by his elbows, and looked vacantly out of the door.
So I do hope you can both come. By the way, Knight wants a camp hand, a kind of roustabout, who can cook a handy man, you know." "I have him," said Barry. "Harry Hobbs." "Hobbs? Boozes a bit, doesn't he?" "Not now. Hasn't for six months. He's a new man. I can guarantee him." "You can, eh? Well, my experience is once a boozer always a boozer." "Oh," said Barry, "Hobbs is different.
Next morning, at half-past seven, the postman who conveyed letters to the village noticed at the cross-road, not far from the high road, a large splash of blood not yet dry. He said to himself: "Hallo! some boozer must have had a nose bleed." But he perceived ten paces farther on a pocket handkerchief also stained with blood. He picked it up.
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