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But the Englishman continued indignant: "Thou hast been selling, hast thou? Ay, ay thou is a cunning lad for kenning the hours of bargaining. Go to the devil with thyself, for I will ne'er see thy fause loon's visage again thou should be ashamed to look me in the face."
At this Mr Macdougall was extremely indignant, remonstrating with the skipper for putting so young a lad as myself in such an important post as that of second mate. "What are your reasons for objecting to him?" asked Captain Billings. "Why, the loon's but a bairn," said Mr Macdougall, at a nonplus for some objection to my promotion.
You hated the machine-shop so bad when I sent you there, you went and stayed sick for over two years and now, when I offer to take you out of it and give you the mint, you holler for the shop like a calf for its mammy! You're cracked! Oh, but I got a fine layout here! One son died, one quit, and one's a loon! The loon's all I got left!
But it is growing late, and you have far to go. I shall expect you at the crossing." She turned back toward the house, and I laughed at my momentary confusion as I rode on through the deepening shadow, for though it is strangely mournful the loon's shrill call was nothing unusual in that land.
If other folks had talked freely, they would have met him on the road, and told him, 'You have lost your way, old boy; there is a river a-head of you, and a very civil ferryman there; he will take you over free gratis for nothing; but the deuce a bit will he bring you back, there is an embargo that side of the water. Now let me alone; I don't talk nonsense for nothing, and when you tack this way and that way, and beat the 'Black Hawk' up agen the wind, I won't tell you you don't steer right on end on a bee line, and go as straight as a loon's leg.
The lone loon's call unto his mate The rustle of the quail, Announce the day as growing late, And sunshine's pleasures fail. Then out upon the quiet lake, In tiny birch canoe, Ageeluk and her lover make Their vows for weal or woe. In Chilkat tongue the lover sings, The song all lovers know, To dusky maid with copper rings, Where long, lank rushes grow.
I walked off and left Effie playin' congregation to a sermon on the text 'Crockery costs money. You'd think that ice-cream dish was a genuine ugly, nicked 'antique' wuth any city loon's ten dollars, instead of bein' only new and pretty fifty-cent china. I felt real sorry for the poor girl. "But I needn't have been. That evenin' I found her on the back steps, all Sunday duds and airs.
Whenever I came in sight of the nest-bog, with only the loon's neck and head visible, standing up very straight and still in the grass, I would see her slip from the nest, steal away through the green cover to a deep place, and glide under water without leaving a ripple.
But the Englishman continued indignant: "Thou hast been selling, hast thou? Ay, ay; thou is a cunning lad for kenning the hours of bargaining. Go to the devil with thyself, for I will ne'er see thy fause loon's visage again thou should be ashamed to look me in the face."
It came from some hidden spot in the tall grass, an eager little whistling cry, reminding me somehow of a nest of young fish-hawks. As I waded cautiously among the bogs, trying to locate the sound, I came suddenly upon the loon's nest just the bare top of a bog, where the mother bird had pulled up the grass and hollowed the earth enough to keep the eggs from rolling out.
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