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He extended his hand frankly, and Big Chief, who had been taught the meaning of our English method of salutation, grasped it warmly and shook it with such vigour that he would certainly have discomposed Jarwin had that "Breetish tar" been a less powerful man.
"The Toon Cooncil elections is leemin' in the distance," continued Bandy, "an', as ceetizens o' the Breetish Empyre, we maun look oot for fit an' proper persons to reprisent the opinions o' the democracy in the Hoose o' in the Toon Hoose, an' on the Police Commission. Gentlemen " This garred a' the billies sit back in their seats, an' dicht their moos wi' their jeckit sleeves, an' host.
"Honour bright," replied Jarwin with a sigh. "The promise of a Breetish tar?" "Surely," replied Jarwin. "Of a Christian?" said Big Chief, with emphasis. "Aye, that's the idee; but it's a hard case, old boy, to advise a poor feller to go into the very jaws o' temptation. I would rather 'ee had ordered me to keep away from 'em. Howsever, here goes!"
On hearing this, the Chief gave the order to advance, and Jarwin, seizing a piece of native cloth that lay near him, waved it round his head. "Stop that, you Breetish tar!" growled Big Chief, seizing a huge club, which bristled with shark's teeth, and shaking it at the seaman, while his own teeth were displayed in a threatening grin.
"Man!" said the other, with an earnest look, "doos you tink I come here like dis for tell do Breetish consul a lie!" "Shure yer right, an' I'm a goose," exclaimed the tar, becoming still more excited; "but are 'ee sure yer not mistaken, owld man?" "Quite sure. Listen. Go, tell consul dat one boat come shore at Pointe Pescade, find me dere, capture me carry me off.
"Look at 'im, Cuff" exclaimed Jarwin, placing his dog on the bulwarks of the ship, "look at him, Cuff, and wag your `spanker boom' to him, too ay, that's right for he's as kind-hearted a nigger as ever owned a Breetish tar for a slave."
"Lie down, you Christian Breetish tar," said the Chief, sternly, at the same time laying his large hand on the sailor's chest with a degree of force that rendered resistance useless. "Hold you's tongue an' listen. Doctor say you not for speak. Me tell you all about it. "Fust place," continued Big Chief, "you's bin bad, konsikince of de blackguard's havin' jump on you's face an' stummick.
"I've me doubts that yer not so ancient as ye look, owld feller," he said, eyeing the man keenly as he drew near, and moving the head of the thick stick, which, as usual, rested in his pocket, as if to hold it in readiness for instant action. "Be the Breetish consul at home?" said the old man in broken English and in breathless haste.
Big Chief made no reply for some moments, but opened his eyes with such an intense expression of unaffected amazement, that Jarwin's wrath abated, in spite of his careful nursing of it to keep it warm. "Jowin," he exclaimed at length, "you Christian Breetish tar, have your dibbil got into you?" This question effectually routed Jarwin's anger.
Wery near declare war with England acause of that," said Ali, with an air of importance. "But the Breetish consul he interfere, goes down on hims knees, an' beg the Dey for to parding hims nation." "He must ha' bin a cowardly feller, that consul!" "No," said the interpreter sternly, "him's not coward.
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