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"That night the cap'n took us three, as well as the provisions we'd got out, on board his hull, where the 'commodations was consid'able better than they was on the half-sunk Mary Auguster. An' afore we turned in he took me aft an' had a talk with me as commandin' off'cer of my vessel. `That wreck o' yourn, says he, `has got a vallyble cargo in it, which isn't sp'iled by bein' under water.
"That's what the O.C. told me Captain Whybro, commandin' Number 4 Works Company, Cornwall Fortress Royal Engineers. 'Here's where we carry our first trench, says he; 'an' here, if wit o' man can grasp the why or the wherefore, says he, 'is a filthy potato-patch lyin' slap across our line. Corporal, says he to me, 'you're a family man an' tactful.
"Paw always counseled peace, ef a feller warn't pushed too fur," he alleged in defense of his pacific attitude. "So does I. But Joe, hit's jest on yore own account thet I'd like ter see ye show more sperit. Folks talks erbout you too. I know what blood ye've got, commandin' blood an' ef ye got roused up onc't hit'd mek a more upstandin' man of ye.
I don't want to lay on my dyin' bed an' think that I'm the man that killed the last whale in the world. I'm commandin' this vessel, and I sail it wherever Mr. Gibbs tells me to sail it; but if he wants the bones of a whale to take home as a curiosity, an' tells me to sail this vessel after that whale, I won't do it." "I'm with you there," said Sammy.
Why, I wouldn't do it for a dollar bill. And as for hangin' 'em, and brilin' 'em on gridirons, etc., why, that is entirely out of the question, or ort to be. And now, it don't seem to me that I ever could make a tree walk off, by lookin' at it, and commandin' it to or call some posys to fall down into my lap, right through, the plasterin'
"My precious worm! What for be you two commandin' him to wriggle up an' down an oven on his tender little belly like a Satan in Genesis, when all the time I thought he'd taken hisself off like a good boy, to run along an' mess his clothes 'pon the Quay. . . . Come 'ee forth, my cherub, an' tell your mother what they've a-been doin' to 'ee? . . . Eh?
"That 'are's a way folks has; but, ye see, boys," said Sam, while a droll confidential expression crossed the lack-lustre dolefulness of his visage, "ye see, I put ye up to it, 'cause Miss Lois is so large and commandin' in her ways, and so kind o' up and down in all her doin's, that I like once and a while to sort o' gravel her; and I knowed enough to know that that 'are question would git her in a tight place.
He launched into a lurid account of a border hill-scuffle that his regiment had been engaged in relating all its ghastly details with great gusto. "Cleared me lance-point ten times that d'y," he remarked laconically. "Flint was aour Orf'cer Commandin' Old 'Doolally Flint' 'ard old 'ranker' 'e wos. 'E'd worked us sumphin' crool that week. Night marches an' wot not.
"I ain't want to go," say' li'l' black Mose. "Go on erlong wid yo'," say' he ma, right commandin'. "I ain't want to go," say' Mose ag'in. "Why ain't yo' want to go?" he ma ask'. "'Ca'se I's afraid ob de ghosts," say' li'l' black Mose, an' dat de particular truth an' no mistake. "Dey ain't no ghosts," say' de school-teacher, whut board at Unc' Silas Diggs's house, right peart.
Drown me if he wasn't back in half-an-hour, all of a heat, tellin' me in a commandin' way being an officer by what he said to pull down my fence and help him hoist that airyplane on to the road.
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