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Laban smiled slightly and closed the window. It may be gathered from this incident that when the captain was in charge of the deck there was little idle persiflage among the "fo'mast hands." They, like others in South Harniss, did not presume to trifle with Captain Lote Snow. So the business education of Alberto Miguel Carlos Speranza progressed.
In his bewilderment Ralph attempted to mount the mainmast ratlines in a lumbering way. "Start him up, Long Tom," roared the captain. "The fool don't even know where the fo'mast is." Bludson again seized Ralph by the collar, propelled him the length of the deck and gave him a long boost up the forward ratlines.
"Another thing a sailor learns is not to call his skipper 'Cap. A fo'mast hand always says 'Aye, aye, sir, when his off'cer speaks to him. Understand that?" "Y-e-s. Oh, Lord!" "Ye I mean aye, aye." "Aye, aye, WHAT?" "Aye, aye, SIR! OH, dear me!" "That's better. Now pick up them lines." Well, 'twas a dreadful forenoon for Josiah; one not to be forgotten.
You want to take your place in the world! Why, you've had the front place ever since Eve got Adam to eat the apple. She was skipper of that craft, wasn't she! And us men most of us, anyhow have been fo'mast hands ever since. What is it you want? Want to vote? Go ahead and vote. I'M willin'." But Azuba laughed scornfully. "Vote!" she repeated. "I don't care whether I vote or not."
"Talkin' about what I'm tryin' to tell you," said Zacheus, who seemed, for him, a good deal disturbed. "All able believers, fo'mast hands, and roustabouts and all full-rated ghosts, spooks, sperits and Chinee controls are ordered to get together in the parlor next Saturday night and turn loose and raise-whatever 'tis they raise. Signed, Marietta Hoag, Admiral, and Cap'n Jethro Hallett, Skipper.
Seems he'd found a feller that wanted to ship a couple of fo'mast hands on a little trading schooner for a trip over to the Java Sea. "Well, to make a long story short, we shipped with this feller, whose name was Lazarus. I cal'late if the Lazarus in Scriptur' had been up to as many tricks and had come as nigh being a thief as our Lazarus was, he wouldn't have been so poor.
"I shouldn't wonder if he grew up to sing in the choir." "That's the kind of voice to make a fo'mast hand step lively!" declared Hiram. "You'll see this boy on the quarter deck of a clipper one of these days." Naming him was a portentous proceeding and one not to be lightly gone about.
Hottest corner in the Lord's creation, I cal'late, and the laziest and sleepiest hole ever I struck. All a feller feels like doing in them islands is just to lay on his back under a palm tree all day and eat custard-apples, and such truck. "Way I come to be there was like this: I was fo'mast hand on a Boston hooker bound to Singapore after rice.
Why, say! one of the fo'mast hands ate half a dozen of that cook's saleratus biscuit and fell overboard. If he hadn't been tangled up in his cod line, so we could haul him up by that, he'd have been down yet. He'd never have riz of his own accord, not with them biscuits in him.
I wouldn't be surprised if you grew up to be a mind reader, like that feller in the show we went to at the townhall a spell ago. To tell you the honest Lord's truth, I've been ashamed of myself ever since I come out of that schoolhouse door. When that teacher woman sprung that on me about my fo'mast hands aboard ship I was set back about forty fathom.
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