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Mivins, hand me the glass; it seems to me there's a water-sky to the northward." "What is a water-sky, Captain?" enquired Fred. "It is a peculiar, dark appearance of the sky on the horizon, which indicates open water just the reverse of that bright appearance which you have often seen in the distance, and which we call the ice-blink."
"Supper's ready, sir," said Mivins, coming up the hatchway and touching his cap. "Look here, Mivins," said O'Riley, as the captain went below, "can ye point out the mornin' star to me, lad?" "The morning star?" said Mivins slowly, as he thrust his hands into the breast of his jumper, and gazed upwards into the dark sky, where the starry host blazed in Arctic majesty. "No, of course I can't.
Before he could wink he went down before them, and the rushing mass of men passed over him like a mountain torrent over a blade of grass. Meanwhile Mivins ran ahead of the others, and gave the ball a kick that nearly burst it and down it came exactly between O'Riley and Grim, who chanced to be far ahead of the others. Grim dashed at it.
Two days later still, and another feast was given. On this occasion Buzzby was the host, and Buzzby's cottage was the scene. It was a joyful meeting, too, and a jolly one to boot, for O'Riley was there, and Peter Grim, and Amos Parr, and David Mizzle, and Mivins in short the entire crew of the lost Dolphin, captain, mates, surgeon, and all.
"We'll have open water soon," remarked the second mate authoritatively. "Mr. Saunders," said Mivins, who, having just finished clearing away and washing up the débris and dishes of one meal, was enjoying in complete idleness the ten minutes of leisure that intervened between that and preparations for the next "Mr.
Saunders, sir, can you hinform me, sir, 'ow it is that the sea don't freeze at 'ome the same as it does hout 'ere?" The countenance of the second mate brightened, for he prided himself not a little on his vast and varied stores of knowledge, and nothing pleased him so much as to be questioned, particularly on knotty subjects. "Hem! yes, Mivins, I can tell 'ee that.
"'Ow 'orribly 'eavy it is, hain't it?" gasped Mivins, after dancing round the main-hatch till he was nearly exhausted. "Heavy?" cried Buzzby, whose appearance was such that you would have hesitated to say whether his breadth or length was greater, "heavy, d'ye say? It must be your sperrits wot's heavy, then, for I feel as light as a feather myself."
"Look out ahead!" shouted Green, the carpenter's mate; "there's a sail bearing down on your larboard bow." Mivins, who had the ball before him at the moment, saw his own satellite, Davie, coming down towards him with vicious intentions. He quietly pushed the ball before him for a few yards, then kicked it far over the boy's head, and followed it up like an antelope.
"Starboard hard!" yelled Davie Summers, as he observed his master's danger. "Starboard it is!" replied Mivins, and, leaping aside to avoid the shock, he allowed Grim to pass. Grim knew his man, however, and had held himself in hand, so that in a moment he pulled up and was following close on his heels.
Mivins, who, as it was nearly eleven o'clock, lost no time in repairing to the coffee-room on his errand. 'I say, whispered Smangle, the moment his friend had left the room; 'what did you give him? 'Half a sovereign, said Mr. Pickwick. 'He's a devilish pleasant gentlemanly dog, said Mr. Smangle; 'infernal pleasant. I don't know anybody more so; but Here Mr.
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