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"Dey de Capt'n's party, and Toko, and two, three, Makololoes; dey all got horses!" This was good news. As we went along he told me that he had not informed them that we were near, as he wished to give us the pleasure of announcing ourselves. In a few minutes we were in the midst of our friends, and our appearance afforded my uncle great relief.
I glanced idly at these faded bits of insignificant news, when I was electrified by seeing the following entry: #This day came to my Bro. Amos and Me, a sea-man, bringeing news of my Bro. Elijah's the capt'n's dethe, and allso mutch monie in gold, sent to us by our Bro. The sea-man is the greatest in size aver I saw. No man in towne his bed can reach so mutch as to his sholder. And comely withal#.
But she are gone; that leetle gun are gone; an' the mar too; an' hyur I am 'ithout eyther beast or weepun; cuss the luck!" And the last words were uttered with an angry hiss, that echoed through every part of the cave. "Yur the young fellur, the capt'n's friend, ain't 'ee?" inquired the speaker, with a sudden change of tone. "Yes," I replied.
Ah! my Helen, wherever you are, to-night, know that I am trying to keep myself steering straight for the Port that you have reached and, God helping me, I will bring the babies safe along, too!" He bowed his head on his hands a minute, and the old steersman, watching him, thought, with affectionate sympathy. "The capt'n's tired to-night, and no wonder.
Get up, you hog! sez I, louder, for I heard the wheels av a thrap in the dark; 'get up an' light your lamps, or you'll be run into! This was on the road to the Railway Station. "'Fwhat the divil's this? sez the Capt'n's voice in the dhark, an' I could judge he was in a lather av rage.
Jolly to wish to know about the birds an' bastes of the country; but what would be the good to him or any one else, if he got knocked on the head and scalped? an' from the capt'n's account that seems to me mighty likely to happen. I'd stick to the Great Alexander, an' return home in her. The longest way round may prove the shortest way back.
Get up, you hog!" sez I, louder, for I heard the wheels av a thrap in the dark; "get up an' light your lamps, or you'll be run into!" This was on the road to the Railway Station. "Fwhat the divil's this?" sez the Capt'n's voice in the dhark, an' I could judge he was in a lather av rage.
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