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Updated: June 13, 2025
We're bought and sold! 'Bartholomew, shouts the captain, 'come and take the helm! He went aft, mates, like a lamb; and the captain walked for'ards, and looked at us, one after another; and the one eye cowed us. We were not like men; and he was our master. When he went below, we grouped together, and looked out to windward.
"That was the reason I have been a-pesterin' you, goin' back'ards and for'ards. I hope you will excuse me of it," she said irrelevantly. Keith sat quite still for a moment, as it all came over him.
Are you tired of your life, sir, that you go a-trying to provoke three great neck-or-nothing chaps, that could keep on running over us, back'ards and for'ards, till we was dead, and then take our bodies up behind 'em, and drown us ten miles off? 'How far is it to London? inquired the same speaker. 'Why, from here, sir, answered John, persuasively, 'it's thirteen very easy mile.
"He went off as spry as a boy, and as soon as he'd gorn the skipper started walking back'ards and for'ards agin, and raving. "'Let's 'ope as he's on'y amusing 'imself, I ses. "'Wait till you see 'er, ses the skipper; 'then you won't talk foolishness. "As it 'appened she came back with Uncle Dick that evening, to see 'im safe, and I see at once wot sort of a woman it was.
But after an hour or two of this fun, the captain sang out, "Better tie your bird to the taffrail and take a look for'ards pretty soon. 'Twill pay for the trouble." They acted upon his advice, making a rush for the forward deck, and saw that it was well worth a longer journey than from end to end of a great steamer.
"She can't lift her finger ter help me, an' the ruffles an' furbelows I have ter iron fer her makes me bile, while she sets aout in the door-yard a rockin' back'ards an' for'ards as cool as a cucumber.
Sometimes I thought she wa'n't jest right. I used to go in to see if she'd go coltsfootin' with me, or plummin'; but she never'd make me no answer. I recollect two things she said. One day, she set rockin' back'ards an' for'ards in a straight chair, holdin' her hands round her knees, an' she says, "'I 'ain't got no pride, Sally Flint! I 'ain't got no pride!
It's a long road, I know, when fo'k luk for'ards; but it's soon getten o'er, and when thaa looks back'ards it's nobbud short. I tell thee I've tramped it, and I durnd know as I'm a war woman for the journey. It's hard wark partin' wi' your own; but then theer's th' comfort o' havin' had 'em. I'd rayther hev a child and bury it, nor be baat childer, like Miriam Heap yonder.
"He went off as spry as a boy, and as soon as he'd gorn the skipper started walking back'ards and for'ards agin, and raving. "'Let's 'ope as he's on'y amusing 'imself, I ses. "'Wait till you see 'er, ses the skipper; 'then you won't talk foolishness. "As it 'appened she came back with Uncle Dick that evening, to see 'im safe, and I see at once wot sort of a woman it was.
For a matter of nigh upon forty year you've carried me, man and boy, back'ards and for'ards in safety and comfort over these here seas; and now, like a jade, you goes and founders, a desartin' of me in my old age. Arter a lifetime spent upon the heavin' buzzum of the stormy ocean `where the winds do blow, do blow' you're bound to-day to y'ur last moorin's in old Davy's locker.
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