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Updated: May 9, 2025
Agin every eye is turned to see some high official or native prince dressed in splendid array dashin' along in a carriage with footmen runnin' on before to clear the way. And mebby right after comes a man drivin' a flock of turkeys, they feelin' jest as important and high-headed to all appearance. The air is delightful here, dry and warm.
We'll be sailing some day next week and you can sign up before the Commissioner any time you're ready. By the way, what's your name?" "Gibney, sir. Adelbert P. Gibney." "Any experience in the South Seas?" "Heaps of it. I was mate for three years with Bull McGinty in the old Dashin' Wave more'n twenty years ago." The master of the Tropic Bird blinked. "Gibney! Gibney!" he murmured.
"'Gib, says Bull McGinty, 'I like you an' if I ever get money enough to provision the Dashin' Wave, pay the clearance fee, and put a thousand or two of trade aboard her, you must come mate with me and if you should have a little money by, enough to fix us up, I'll not only give you the mate's berth, but I'll put you in on half the lay.
It's 'leven hundred an' twelve foot high, four thousand two hundred an' fifty-four foot long, an' It's here pore Vance catches Jenkins' eye glarin' on him hard an' remorseless 'an' twenty foot wide, says Vance, a heap hurried, dashin' the kyards outen the box. 'Five lose, jack win, concloodes Vance confoosedly, makin' a hasty change of subjects.
"Yes, or he soon will be here. I rode on in advance of the others." "Well there if that don't beat cock-fightin'!" cried Watts. "Wot'll Coke say? W'y, 'e'll 'ave a fit. An' Miss Iris! She's to marry ole Dickey. Fancy 'im turnin' up! There'll be the deuce an' all to pay, now, wot between 'im an' Hozier an' the dashin' colonel."
"Eh? . . . There's no risk in that. You may say what you like of Captain Hocken or of Captain Hunken: but they're honest as children. The money's as safe with them as in the bank." "Well, it do seem to me a dashin' and yet a very cold-blooded way of choosin' a man. Now, if I was taken with one " "Well?" prompted Mrs Bosenna, as Dinah paused. "Call me weak, but I couldn't help it.
The clothes and then the churnin'. If that Pierre were here, 'twould not be my arms would have to ache this night with the dash, dash, dashin'. No. No, indeed, no. But come." Alas! Of all the carefully preserved and dainty garments there was not one which Margot could wear. "Why, Angelique! What a tiny thing she must have been! I can't get even my hand through the wrist of this sleeve.
I wanted to tread a deck again, an' rove around with Bull McGinty. I wanted th' smell o' the open sea an' th' heave o' th' Dashin' Wave underfoot. I was tired o' breadfruit an' guavas an' cocoanuts an' all th' rest o' th' blasted grub that Pinky was feedin' me, an' most of all I was gettin' tired o' Pinky. She would put cocoanut oil in her hair.
She war young, an' mus' have been keerless, I reckon; though ez 'twar her fust baby, she moightn't hev been practised in holdin' it an' sech, an' somehows it slipped through her arms an' fell inter the ruver, an' war killed in a minit, dashin' agin the rocks. She jes' stood fur a second a-screamin' like a wild painter, an' jumped off'n the bredge arter it.
'We can not tur-rn back, he says, 'th hands iv th' clock that, even as I speak, he says, 'is r-rushin' through th' hear-rts iv men, he says, 'dashin' its spray against th' star iv liberty an' hope, an' no north, no south, no east, no west, but a steady purpose to do th' best we can, considerin' all th' circumstances iv the case. he says.
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