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In a few minutes Captain Leebrace and the wreckers arrived at the camp, bringing with them Kennedy and his wife, who had recovered their senses, and were able to tell what had happened. "Black debbils been heah, cappen, done spoil all de dinner, and run away wid de knives and forks," Sambo said. Captain Leebrace soon resolved on a course of reprisals.
When the sails were furled I go up to the cappen and ask if he wish me to go on shore to buy some poultry and vegetables and oder tings I might require for de sea-pie. "`No, no; you stay on board, he answered. `I'll send off for materials, and we shall then see what you can do. "`I pretend to be well pleased, and tell him all de tings I want. Dat evening plenty of provisions came on board.
Cappen, Cappen, I couldn't 'ave believed it of you if I 'adn't felt it. But, I say, Gillie, wasn't it a big 'un? Ha! ha! The Cappen threatened to chuck me over the precipice, but I've chucked over a wopper that beats him all to sticks. Hallo! I say that's worthy of Punch. P'r'aps I'll be a contributor to it w'en I gets back from Zwizzerland, if I ever does get back, vich is by no means certain.
"Long ago had plenty; bime-by not many. White chief he heap mean. Skin not good, throw 'em back to Indian. My young men take 'em ashore, stretch tail long like sea-otter, fix 'em up nice; give 'em to other Indian, tell him go sell 'em. All right. Cappen buy 'em next time; pay good price; like 'em heap;" at which recollection the mummy actually laughed.
"Come, come, Ebony, you have carried this jest far enough. Unbind me!" "Berry sorry to disoblige you, massa, but dat's impossible just now." "I command you, sir, to undo this rope!" cried Rosco fiercely. "Dere's a good deal ob de ole ring about dat, sar, but you's not a pirit cappen now, an' I ain't one ob de pirit crew."
Do 'ee want to be smothered, roasted, and blown up?" asked the captain, looking down on the canoe as it ranged alongside the dark hull. "No, we want to get home." "Home! Well, you're queer fellows in a queer eggshell for such waters. Every man to his taste. Look out for the rope!" "All right, cappen," cried Moses as he caught the coil.
"Indeed!" said Susan, with a neat little laugh. "Yes, indeed. He's mountain-mad mad as a Swiss March hare, if not madder By the way, Susan, wot d'ee think o' the French?" Gillie propounded this question with the air of a philosopher. "D'you mean French people?" "No; I means the French lingo, as my friend Cappen Wopper calls it." "Well, I can't say that I have thought much about it yet.
Den I tink I act berry wise in getting on board de pirate. De cappen den send me down into de cabin to look after de tings dere and put it in order, saying dat his oder steward been killed in an action a few days before. We were now, I found, steering to de nor'-west.
All same he tell come to-morrow; and he shake hands, and go back to ship. He tell Cappen Thorn, 'Indian say he trade to-morrow. Big Cappen walk the deck very proud. He say he 'teach the damned Indians to behave themselves. "Next day six white men come ashore to visit our lodges. My cousin treat white men well. Kasiascall and his young men go to the ship to trade.
"It's my opinion that when they've kilt you, Grummidge, they'll be like tigers when they've tasted blood: they'll want to kill the rest of us. No; I've made up me mind to bolt, and, if need be, fight, an' so has all the rest on us so heave ahead, cappen, an' tell us what we've got to do." "Well, boys, here it is," said the captain. "You see this weapon."
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