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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Tell your boys to take the snake over to the sands and light a fire there to roast it. They can make a feast." The black nodded, as if fully endorsing the plan. "Jackum go too." "No, stop, I want you. Send all the others." "Jackum want eat."
"Spent or badly loaded bullet, Carey," said the doctor, faintly. "Painful, but no danger, lad. The skin is not pierced." He could say no more, but lay holding the lad's hand, while Jackum watched in the midst of an intense silence, till a shot suddenly rang out, just as the cabin was darkening. "Hullo! What's that mean?" came in a deep growl from the top of the cabin stairs.
Big Dan mumkull. Jackum give all Car-ee now." But no start was made for the other portion of the King's domain, for a few days were necessary in the way of rest for the doctor; and the captain of the Chusan and the mate had to satisfy themselves of the impossibility of getting the vessel off.
At that moment there was the sound of joyous shouting from the island, and the ruddy glare of a big fire played through the saloon window. "Boy big eat corroborree," said the black, sadly. "Jack go eat snake? No. Big Dan not shoot, Jackum 'top men' both leggum."
Yes, Carey had heard that a sharp cracking tearing sound as of wood splitting and snapping, and as the sounds continued it was easy enough for the listeners in the dark to imagine what was going on, and that the old beachcomber was preparing his mine. "Here, Jackum," said Carey, in a sharp whisper. There was a quick movement, and the black squatted beside the lad.
"You wouldn't, though, if you come up on deck and heard how he's going on." "I can hear every word, Bob, and so can Jackum." "Jackum? Ah, I 'most forgot him. I say, sir, his brothers, or whatever they are, seem to be carrying on a nice game, over yonder. P'raps it's 'cause they feel that they're safe enough.
Black Jackum understood him perfectly and threw himself down on the hot sand to roll himself over in the exuberance of his delight. "Look here," cried Carey, growing more irritated; "you're a cheat. You knew that thing wouldn't go when you gave it to me. Get up, or I'll kick you." He made a rush to put his threat in execution, but the black rolled over and sprang up laughing.
"Ah!" cried the boy, excitedly, "I see how you do it now. Here, let me try." "Jackum fro makum come back ebry war." "Yes, but let me try." Bang, bang, came softened by the distance, and, looking sharply in the direction of the stranded vessel, two faint puffs of white smoke were visible. "What does that mean?" cried Carey, as he saw the fielders come running towards him. "Big Dan shoot, shoot.
Damper." "Ticky-ticky?" "Iss. Much ticky-ticky." "And I'll light a fire and roast something for you to eat by-and-by." "Jackum no like roast somefin. Cooky big bird." "Yes, I'll cook a big bird for you. That do? Come along then."
"No, sir, we don't know how he is, but he must be pooty bad, or else he wouldn't go on shooting at everybody who goes nigh. I wish, though, he'd ha' hurt old Jackum a bit more." "Why?" "Might ha' made the nigger so savage that he'd ha' gone down and finished him off.
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