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Updated: June 23, 2025
"You had better go ashore and join your men." "Jackum men? Jackum boys." "Yes, go and join them." "Jackum 'top 'long o' Car-ee boy." "No, it is not safe. You must go. Big Dan is going to shoot powder and kill." "Big Dan shoot big gun; mumkull eberybody?" "Yes; be off while you can." "Car-ee boy come too?" "No, I am going to stay here with the doctor." "Jackum 'top 'long doc-tor too."
Big Dan mumkull. Jackum give all Car-ee now." But no start was made for the other portion of the King's domain, for a few days were necessary in the way of rest for the doctor; and the captain of the Chusan and the mate had to satisfy themselves of the impossibility of getting the vessel off.
"But it is bad. Big Dan mumkull kill. Shoot powder." "Jackum don't care fig," said the man, nonchalantly. "Jackum baal want be mumkull." "But you will be killed if you stop," said Carey, excitedly. The black laughed softly. "Jackum be mumkull, Jackum 'top? Car-ee no kill Jackum. Like Jackum lots. Give Jackum ticky-ticky." "You don't understand," cried Carey. "Big Dan will kill us all if we stop."
"Iss. Ship come," said Jackum, who had bounded up and inspected the vessel. "Jackum fess all aboy. Car-ee going fight him?" "No, no," cried the boy; "they must be friends," and, utterly worn out now, he broke down and hid his face. "Don't do that, dear lad," whispered Bostock. "Keep it up a bit longer, for I must leave you now. Jackum and I must go off in the whale-boat and pilot them inside.
"Car-ee come 'long too." "No," said Carey; "I'll stop here." "Car-ee come. Doc-tor farss 'sleep. Big Dan brokum. Sit alonga long time. Baal fetch um too much drinking grog. Old man no good." "Go along with Bob." "Go alonga Cookie now?" "Yes, and he'll give you plenty." "Plenty eat. Jackum come back soon."
"That you, Jackum?" he said, softly, and he stretched out his hand, to find it touched the black's rough head, which seemed to press itself into his palm. "Iss. Jackum eat big lot. 'Top here now. Car-ee go sleep." The boy sighed, and then there was silence till he spoke again. "Will the black fellows come back soon?" he said, as he thought of the idea he had had about keeping them off.
"Hey? Big Dan brokum." "Going to shoot. Powder gun." "Ho!" exclaimed the black, who seemed now to have some idea of there being danger. "Car-ee no 'top. Come 'long shore. Eat snake." "No," said Carey. "You go; I must stop with the doctor." "Doctor not go," said the black, thoughtfully. "Hole in leggum. Jackum won't go. 'Top 'long o' Car-ee."
It seemed a long time to one suffering from a parched throat, and the pale light of dawn was beginning to steal in through the broken opening and the cabin ports, when there was the click of a teacup on the deck, and Jackum said softly: "Cookey make billy boil. Car-ee tea." Crash! Down went the tray with the refreshing cup on the deck, and Bostock thrust his head through the broken light.
Jackum nodded and grinned. "Get big lot. You come some day," he cried. "Some day, Jackum, if my father will fit out a vessel." "Iss," said Jackum. "No Big Dan. Killa feller. Mumkull eberybody. You come sit along Jackum. Jackum show Car-ee how fro boomerang next time. Ha, ha!"
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