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Updated: June 9, 2025
That bhoy, so I was tould by letter from Bombay, bullydamned 'em down to the dock, till they cudn't call their sowls their own. From the time they left me oi till they was 'tween decks, not wan av thim was more than dacintly dhrunk.
They're like wild animals, an' fight jest the same. I've seed a Feweegin, only a little mite uv a critter, make attack on a whale-boat's crew o' sealers, an' gi'e sev'ral uv 'em ugly wounds. They don't know sech a thing as fear, no more'n a trapped badger. Neyther do thar weemen, who fight jest the same's the men. Thar ain't a squaw in that canoe as cudn't stan' a tussle wi' the best o' us.
"How come you to think you was dyin' anyway?" asked the Bishop. "Hillard, you kno', Hillard the old man's been thinkin' he'd go sudden-like a long time." He raised his eyes to heaven: "Yes, Lord, thy servant is even ready." "Last night I felt a kind o' flutterin' of my heart an' I cudn't breathe good. I thought it was death death, Hillard, on the back of his pale horse.
D'ye know, that night I cud hear th' aisiest whisper frum her lips I cud that. She groped fur m' han; 'Jamie, says she, 'it's nearly over, dear. "'God love ye, says I. "'Aye, says she, 'if He'll jist love me as ye've done it'll be fine. Knowin' what a rough maan I'd been, I cudn't thole it. "'Th' road's been gey rocky an' we've made many mistakes.
"I don't like this hyur timber; it's too scant. Cudn't yer put us in the crik bottom, Rowl?" "There's a heavy chaparral," said the Frenchman, musing; "it's ten miles off. If we could reach that we're safe a wolf can hardly crawl through it. We must make it before day." "Lead on, then, Rowl!" We stole along with cautious steps.
"'You'll blow me head off, I sez, throwin' my arm clear; 'go through under my arm-pit, ye bloodthirsty little scutt, sez I, 'but don't shtick me or I'll wring your ears round. "Fwhat was ut ye gave the Paythan man for-ninst me, him that cut at me whin I cudn't move hand or foot? Hot or cowld was ut?" "Cold," said Ortheris, "up an' under the rib-jint. 'E come down flat. Best for you 'e did."
Bother, an' all, an' sure an' I cudn't see him wud his fur-r hat, an' he a-ll boondled oop wud his co-at oop on his e-ars, an' his big han'kershuf smotherin' thuh mouth uv him, an' sorra a bit uv him tuh be looked at, sehvin' thuh poomple on thuh ind uv his naws." "The what on the end of his nose?" "Thuh poomple, sur." "What does she mean, Mrs.
"So ye did, Rais Ally," said Ted Flaggan, for it was he, "and it's close I kep' as long as I cu'd, which was aisy enough, seeing that ye brought me purvisions so riglar like a good feller as ye are; but body o' me, man, I cudn't live in a cave all me lone for iver, an' I got tired o' lookin' out for that British fleet that niver comes, so I says to mesilf wan fine evenin', `Go out, Ted me boy, an' have a swim in the say it'll do 'ee good, and there's not much chance of any wan troublin' ye here. No sooner said than done.
"Boys," he said, "I was one of de toughest gazabos what ever hung aroun' de square. I met dis man an' tried t' bleed 'im, but it warn't no go 'e was on to de game and cudn't be touch't. "I giv'd 'im a song an' dance story fur weeks.
His name was Tom the same man as put a straw rope to the bell which the cows did eat away, so that he cudn't ring the people to mittin'. Well, when he was studdyin' the morials on the stones out comes Captain Rowe. He was wan o' the churchwardens, or somethin' o' that sort, but I don't knaw nothin' 'bout the church, so I ain't sure an' he calls owld Tom into the vestry.
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