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Public feelin' in Australia agin nigger catchin' ain't very strong; an' I reckon he's got out after doin' five or six years." "Dot is so," asserted the German; and then he leaned forward, "but vat vas he doing here in dis fine, swell schooner mit?" "That's jest what you and me is goin' to find out, Dutchy. An' I guess that you an' me can find out darned easy.
What did I say just now, Kiddie? Thar ain't no trippin' you up or catchin' you nappin'." "I dunno if you're aware of it, Rube," resumed Kiddie, "but for the past two or three minutes I've had the corner of my eye on a canoe that's comin' this way down the lake. Who's at the paddle? 'Tain't Gideon's way of paddlin'. 'Tain't Abe Harum. Who d'ye reckon it c'n be?" Rube watched the approaching canoe.
If dey didn' have dey pass wid 'em dey took 'em down in de woods an' whup 'em for runnin' off wid out asking dey white folks. Dey didn' bother de wimnins much. De wimmins mos' always got away while dey was catchin' de mens.
But it seems almost as if there was a kind of fate hangin' over me and that," she smiled faintly, "as if 'twas sort of catchin', as you might say. Everybody I ever cared for has had somethin' happen to 'em. My brother died; my the man I married went to the dogs; then you and Grace had to be miserable and I had to help make you so; I sent Nat away and he blamed me and " "No, no.
At the post he's like as not to act like a locoed broncho, an' get one blamed for having 'juiced' him, but he don't need no dope; what he needs is steadying. If he gets away in front, them long legs of his will take some catchin'. He's the kind that wins when the books are layin' a hundred to one against him.
Finally I got desperate, an' grabbed him by the leg, an' hauled him out, spittin' and fightin' like a cat. He cut me once, before I got a grip on his wrist, an' my gun shoved against him. Then he went weak as a rag. But I wan't thinkin' much except about the fracas up stairs the boys catchin' hell, an' me not with 'em. So I didn't fool long with that feller.
"'Wisha, I suppose the best anyone can do is to take all you can get an' if you want to be a philanthropist, give away what you don't want, ses the grasshopper. "'All worth missing I catches, ses the whale, 'an' all worth catchin' I misses, like the fisherwoman who missed the fish and caught a crab. How's things in Europe? I didn't see the papers this morning.
'Th' tender's gone away, as if she were ashamed o' what she'd done, said Sylvia, 'and t' flag's down fra' o'er the Randyvowse. There 'll be no more press-ganging here awhile. 'No; feyther says, continued Molly, 'as they've made t' place too hot t' hold 'em, coming so strong afore people had getten used to their ways o' catchin' up poor lads just come fra' t' Greenland seas.
He smiled in relief. "I see, I see," he said. "It is the lichen." This explanation was not as satisfying as he evidently meant it to be. Martha looked more puzzled than ever. Primmie looked frightened. "WHAT did he say 'twas?" she whispered. "'Tain't catchin', is it, Miss Martha?" "It is the lichen from the tombstones," went on Galusha. "Most of them were covered with it.
Sailors are apt to be such desperate characters. Why, we might all be murdered in our beds!" "As likely as not," says Rupert gloomy. And you know how catchin' an idea like that is. Up to then we hadn't taken much notice of the crew, no more'n you do of the help anywhere. Oh, we'd got so we could tell the deck stewards apart.
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