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Updated: June 4, 2025
"Our jackies are taking care of that problem already. They are soaking nails and scrap iron in water, and dyeing their white uniforms yellow with iron rust." "Say, that is an idea!" exclaimed Dan, sitting bolt upright. "I'm going to do that very thing to-night. I have one white uniform that isn't in very good shape."
Neither white man nor Indian comes, that's certain. Then why are n't there chains around that tree, and why are there no bones beneath it, on the ground there? Because, Jackies all, the man that did that murder walks! It is not always deadly still here; sometimes there 's a clanking of chains! And a bodkin through the tongue can't keep the dead from wailing!
Her folks invited jackies to dinner at the house nearly every Sunday. Maybe, if they gave him thirty-six hours' leave next time "Hey, Sweetheart!" sounded in a hissing whisper from Moran's hammock. "What?" "Say, was that four steps and then turn-turn, or four and two steps t' the side? I kinda forgot." "O, shut up!" growled Monicker, from the other side. "Let a fellow sleep, can't you!
"Guess he's been dead ten thousand years, to say the least. But honest, doesn't he look natural standing there in the ice?" He flashed the light suddenly upon the ice-encased monster, and the jackies jumped, as if they, too, expected to be attacked. "A beautiful corpse, I'd say," exclaimed one of them. "A most remarkable specimen," commented the Doctor.
Jack and Ted lounged together in their seat, chatting for a while; and finally, when the tumult had abated and the boys were getting tired, dozing away into slumber to dream about the new world into which they were being carried. Behind them, Winchester and Brighton! Before them, the stirring life of "jackies" aboard one of Uncle Sam's warships -bound for the war zone!
For a few days the jackies found some excitement and some hope of profit in capturing unsuspecting Spanish merchantmen, but soon the dull and deadly monotony of the peaceful blockade settled down upon the fleet, and Sampson's men grilled grimly under a blazing sun by day and slept uneasily by their guns at night, week after week, without a touch of battle to vary the dull round.
Before him towered an immense hairy monster, with tusks three times the length of a man's arm. The instant the cry had left his lips, he knew the laugh was on him. But the cry had gone forth, echoing through the corridors. It brought the jackies and the Doctor splashing through the water to his rescue. "Only a frozen mastodon," he grinned sheepishly, as they came to his side.
Tell the men to fall back by rushes, not returning any fire unless ordered." "Aye, aye, sir." A moment later ten jackies were retreating. They gained the sugar mill, and passed it. "Hicks," called Ensign Darrin, "get your party aboard. Run for it!" "Aye, aye, sir." "And help this wounded man back to the launch."
My second excuse, reader, if one is necessary, is that in the days of the Jamestown and her sister ships, navy life was very different from the navy life of today, when I understand generous paymasters are even giving the jackies ice-cream with their meals. You may be entirely sure that we got nothing of the kind. Our food was bad, our quarters were worse, and the discipline was unbearably severe.
One sentry was on guard, who fled wildly as he saw the mysterious boat emerge from the darkness of the night. The grappling-irons were thrown aboard, and the jackies swarmed nimbly up the sides, and began the work of destruction. A huge pile of combustibles was made in the cabin, and hastily set on fire.
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