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We know they've got the best of it having the ship's stores but we don't care for that. They are a drunken, good-for-nothing crowd, and we are done with them." "All right, men, I think we can trust you," said Captain Blossom. "It's a pity that Hackenhaven was lost overboard and eat up by the sharks. We could rather have spared Lesher." "Or Dan Baxter," observed Tom.
He began to eat leisurely, while Dan Baxter began to bolt his food. In the meantime the sky grew darker and the flashes of lightning more vivid. The girls were greatly frightened, and huddled together, while tears stood on Grace's cheeks. "Oh, if only somebody was with us," sighed Nellie. By the time Lesher and Baxter had finished eating the storm was on them in all of its violence.
Before Dick entered the rowboat he called Jerry aside, and handed the old sailor a pistol. "We had better go armed," he said. "Keep your eyes open, for they may try to play us a foul trick. And don't let Lesher talk you into obeying him. He has no authority whatever over you." "All right, Dick, I'll stand by ye always from this minit on," said Jerry, and the compact was sealed by a handshake.
A row certainly was in progress, and as they came closer they heard Tom talking. "Yes, Lesher, I want to know all about this quarrel with my brother Dick. I am sure he was not in the wrong." "See here, I know my own business," the mate growled. "You shut up and leave me alone." "We won't leave you alone," came from Sam. "We want to know the truth."
"We 'lected him unan nan nan'mously; yes, sir, unan nan nan'mously." "You are drunk, Bostwick." "No, sir, aint drunk at all. Lesher, he's drunk but he's cap'n all the same." "That's right," put in a third sailor. "Hurrah for Captain Lesher and the rum he let us have!" "Got to keep off, I tell you," went on Bostwick. "If you don't, we have er we have strict orders to fire on you, yes, sir."
"You needn't laugh at me, if I am," growled Baxter. "I shan't laugh, my boy. It's hard luck," said Lesher. "Come along." He led the way to the forecastle and gave Baxter a bunk next to that occupied by old Jerry. Then he brought out an old suit of sailor's clothing and tossed it over.
And then the story of the newcomers had to be told over again. Dick eyed Jack Lesher with open disgust. "A man who will act like that has no welcome in our camp," he said to Baxter. "You don't mean you are going to turn him out," said the bully, in alarm. "If he stays here he must behave himself." "You forget that he was the first mate of the schooner, Dick Rover."
Captain Blossom remonstrated with him, but this did little good. "I'm attending to my duties," said Lesher. "And if I do that you can't expect more from me." "I thought I hired a man that was sober," said Captain Blossom. "I won't place my vessel in charge of a man who gets drunk."
"Where is Dick Rover?" he asked. "None of your business," growled Jack Lesher. "See here, Tolman, are you going to obey me after this?" "I want to know where Dick is?" said old Jerry stubbornly. "I put him in the brig to cool off. He's too hot-headed for his own good." "You had no right to lock him up, Mr. Lesher. You must let him out at once." "Git out of here, quick!" roared Lesher.
It may be as well to mention here that Baxter and two sailors escaped from the seven islands just one week after our friends left it. The others, including Jack Lesher, lost their lives while in a quarrel over the last bottle of rum which the mate had brought with him from the burning wreck. Their taking off was an awful example of the evils of intemperance.
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