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Three hundred extra miles to the distance, and a pretty coal bill to show. I couldn't bring myself to do that if every word in there was gospel truth, Mr. Jukes. Don't you expect me. . . ." And Jukes, silent, marvelled at this display of feeling and loquacity. "But the truth is that you don't know if the fellow is right, anyhow. How can you tell what a gale is made of till you get it?
"Now what about your moving hazards?" he cried. At this moment the man in the sweater returned, carrying a spanner. Arthur Jukes sprang towards him. "I'll give you five pounds to drive me to Royal Square," he said.
Even up here I feel exactly as if I had my head tied up in a woollen blanket." Captain MacWhirr looked up. "D'ye mean to say, Mr. Jukes, you ever had your head tied up in a blanket? What was that for?" "It's a manner of speaking, sir," said Jukes, stolidly. "Some of you fellows do go on! What's that about saints swearing? I wish you wouldn't talk so wild.
During those melancholy weeks at Pimlico, I read aloud another work of the same nature as those of Habershon and Jukes, the Horae Apocalypticae of a Mr. Elliott. This was written, I think, in a less disagreeable style, and certainly it was less opaquely obscure to me.
Gunga Dass explained that horse was better than crow, and "greatest good of greatest number is political maxim. We are now Republic, Mister Jukes, and you are entitled to a fair share of the beast. If you like, we will pass a vote of thanks. Shall I propose?" Yes, we were a Republic indeed! A Republic of wild beasts penned at the bottom of a pit, to eat and fight and sleep till we died.
Douglas liked the appearance of this fellow, notwithstanding his pugnacious manner. He had an honest face, and bright blue eyes, in whose depths lurked a merry twinkle. He took it for granted that this was Jake Jukes who wanted a farm hand. "Come and put me off, then," Douglas quietly remarked, as he rose slowly to his feet. "I am anxious for a little excitement.
"What am I to do then, sir?" And the trembling of his whole wet body caused Jukes' voice to sound like bleating. "See first . . . Boss'n . . . says . . . adrift." "That boss'n is a confounded fool," howled Jukes, shakily. The absurdity of the demand made upon him revolted Jukes. He was as unwilling to go as if the moment he had left the deck the ship were sure to sink.
It was the nearest he had come to giving himself away since he had been at Rixton, and he determined to be more cautious in the future. Mrs. Jukes insisted that Nell should remain for supper. "I would have had it ready now," she told her, "if I hadn't spent so much time at the window. But I guess it was worth it. I won't be long, anyway, and Jake has not come from the field yet."
The Jukes family in New York, the Kallikak family in New Jersey, have shown the awful possibilities of descent from a single feeble-minded ancestor. Prisons, almshouses, and houses of shame owe their population in no small degree to this bitter curse. It will not be long before society will learn to protect itself against such poisoning of the human stock.
Mr Jukes strongly recommends the formation of a post at Cape York, as not merely enabling the shipwrecked crews to arrive at an immediate place of safety, but as affording assistance to the vessel, and securing her cargo. From Cape York there would be easy opportunities of a passage to Singapore.
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