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"Lord love ye, 'tis the dark and the curst reek o' this place, pal come aloft, all's bowmon, the fine folk han't found their sea-legs yet, nor like to while this wind holds, Mart'n so come aloft wi' Godby."
The sun being high-risen and myself famished with hunger, I set off for our habitation by paths well-hid from observation and yearning mightily to find my lady there. Having scaled the cliff I reached the little plateau, and parting the bushes, recoiled from the muzzle of a piece levelled at me by a squat, grim fellow. "What, Godby!" says I, frowning, "D'ye take me for murderer still, then?"
"How comes this, Godby!" says I, pointing to the dim shapes of the great stern lanthorns above us. "Cap'n's orders, Mart'n! We've been dark these two nights, and yet if yon craft is what we think, 'twould seem she follows us by smell, pal, smell. As how, say you?
John Barclay's eyes have read it a thousand times, and yet he always smiled when he scanned the letter that followed the advertisement. The letter read: "Dear Ma I am going to war. Doan crye. Iff father was here he wood go; so why should not I. I will be very caerfull not to get hurt & stay by Cap Ward all the time. So godby yours truly J. Barclay Jr."
So Godby took up the garment where it lay and held it out to me; but all at once let it fall and, drawing back, stood staring down at it, and all with never a word; whiles I sat crouched upon my bed, my head between my clenched fists and my mind reeling beneath the growing horror of the thought that filled me.
In that month he surveyed a piece of land for Russell Godby, dating the certificate January 14, 1834, and signing it "J. Calhoun, S.S.C., by A. Lincoln." Lincoln was frequently employed in laying out public roads, being selected for that purpose by the County Commissioners' Court.
This Godby did forthwith, and presently the three fellows appeared who, knuckling their foreheads, made us their several reverences. "What now, lads?" says Adam, viewing them with his keen eyes, "I seem to mind your looks, you sailed with Black Bartlemy aboard the 'Delight' I think? Nay, 'tis no matter, we'll let bygones be bygones, and we be all marvellous honest these days, the which is well.
But even so, comrade, even though she stand by you what can she do, or Godby and I for that matter, 'gainst a whole ship's company crazed wi' panic fear fear, aye and small wonder, Martin! Death is bad enough, murder's worse, but for three hearty fellows to disappear and leave no trace " "Aye, but was there no trace, Adam?" "None, shipmate, none!" "No blood anywhere?" "Never a spot, shipmate!"
"Reinforced by Brigadier Godby, he felt himself to be strong; but his manoeuvres had thrown him out of communication with Brigadier Wheeler, and a portion of his baggage had fallen into the hands of the enemy.
All yesterday, as I do know, you slept and never stirred nor took so much as bite or sup and I know because while we was a' turning out the hold a-seekin' and a-searchin' I come and took a look at ye every now and then, and here's you a-lyin' like a dead man but for your snoring." "Here's strange thing, and mighty strange! For until I came aboard I was ever a wondrous light sleeper, Godby."
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