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to flag-raisin'," said the ever well-informed and officious Lunette. "Somehow," said Captain Pharo, shrugging his shoulders, "thar 's too much of a sea-rake blowin' acrost the back o' my neck t' sing 'Prison Cells; 'tain't clost enough for it here. What d'ye say to 'Hold the Fort'?" What they said was unanimous. Even Captain Leezur knew it, and the sculpins, of terrible voice.
"Thar 's somethin' abeout a log," continued Captain Leezur; "when ye go inter the heouse in warm weather, an' sets deown in a cheer, the women kind o' looks at ye as though you was sick or dreffle lazy; but when ye're eout settin' on a log ye feels as though God was on yewr side, an' man nor woman wa'n't able to afflict ye.
"Wal, Leony Rogers she 't was cousin to Tryphosy she was called the harndsomest gal in them parts, 'nd I had considerable hopes. So 't when she asts me, 'Neow what 'll ye have for tea, Leezur? 'They ain't nothin' I likes so well, says I, ''s a mess o' codfish mixed up along o' eggs and thickenin'.
"It 's a scand'lous windy kentry to keep anything on the clo's-line," said the captain, as we walked on together, sadly gathering up one of his stockings and a still more inseparable companion of his earthly pilgrimage from the path. "What 's the time, major?" said he, as he led me into the kitchen, "or do you take her by the sun? I had Leezur up here a couple o' days to mend my clock.
By 'n' by, Phoeby, she comes in, and we sot deown together, 'nd I kep' takin' one help arfter another; for arfter what I'd been through I was goin' to make sure whether I'd got inter safe harbor or not. But deown she all went, slick as ile, an' nary bone nor sign o' bone anywheres. "'Phoeby, says I, 'ye've wrarstled, and ye've conquered! 'What on 'arth d'ye mean, Leezur? says she.
Indeed, I play at making home and occupation, and they of the Basin are to me as my sheep through this wild, strange winter; and I as their sly shepherd sly, like Captain Leezur. All except Vesty. To her child I can make gifts, unknown, through my stanch friend, Lunette, even of food and clothing, but not to her.
So, with a glad view to moderating my disposition, I sat with Captain Leezur and the little girl on the log, and ate soiled nervine lozenges, tinctured originally with such primal medicaments as catnip and thoroughwort; and whether from that source or not, yet peace did descend upon me like a river. As I finally rose to go
"Leezur!" called the soft voice of a Basin matron from the door. "Leezur, have ye fished the bucket out o' the well?" "Jest baitin' my hook, mother," said my friend, his face breaking into the broadest human beam I ever saw. He rose, and we walked toward the well. Now first I noticed his gait; every step was a smiling protest against further advancement, which, however, was made not unwillingly.
"Mebbe we're a little alike in that respec'," Captain Leezur assured him deliciously; "'cept 't he ain't nigh so ongodly as I use' ter be." "I don' know," said Captain Pharo. "I have worked sometimes, Sundays poo! poo! hohum! but not 'less 'twas somethin' 'mportant, gettin' in hay or somethin' like that. And I have poo! poo! hohum!
"What you talkin' about?" retorted the latter through his dazzling white teeth. "I'm not in politics." "Why didn't ye say so, then?" said Captain Pharo calmly, "and not keep me standin' here wastin' my breath on ye?" "Moderation," sweetly chimed in the voice of Captain Leezur "moderation in all things, even as low down as passnips."
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