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The crew reached a decision shortly after that, and came to me in a body. "We think," Oleson said, "that we'll lock them in the captain's cabin, with the axe." "Very well," I said. "Burns has the key around his neck." Clarke, I think it was, went into the tent, and came out again directly. "There's no key around his neck," he said gruffly. "It may have slipped around under his back."
Captain Oleson swore blasphemously, and sent a house-boy to bring whisky and soda. Sheldon glanced at the thermometer. "One hundred and seven," he said. "Poor Hughie." Captain Oleson offered him some whisky. "Couldn't think of it perforation, you know," Sheldon said. He sent for a boss-boy and ordered a grave to be dug, also some of the packing-cases to be knocked together into a coffin.
"An interregnum of ten days might make it exceedingly difficult for us to prove anything." Then, as the telegraph office watcher came to the door and shook his head as a sign that Boston was still silent: "Your time is up. Off with you, and don't let Oleson scare you when he gets 219 in motion. He is a good runner, and you have a clear track."
You rec'lect what he said in them Civic League talks o' his: said these politicians had stole the road, hide, hair an' horns." "I'm onto him," said Callahan. "'Tis a bird he is. Oleson was telling me. The Scandehoovian was thryin' to get him down to Gaston the day they ray-ceivered us. Jarl says he wint a mile a minut', an' the little man never turned a hair."
The two hatchways leading to the hold had been fastened down also, and Oleson, who was ship's carpenter, had nailed them fast. The crew had been instructed to stay aft of the wheel, except when on watch. Thus the helmsman need not be alone.
"I don't know what has happened, and you are trying to tell me the tale backwards. Come up to the house and get in the shade and begin at the beginning." "What I want to know," Oleson began, when they were seated, "is is she your partner or ain't she? That's what I want to know." "She is," Sheldon assured him. "Well, who'd have believed it!" Oleson glanced appealingly at Dr.
In the instant of surprise, Morganson pulled the trigger on John Thompson too low, for the latter staggered and sat down suddenly on the sled. Morganson raised his aim and fired again. John Thompson sank down backward along the top of the loaded sled. Morganson turned his attention to Oleson.
Thus if 'Peter' has a son and he is christened 'Ole, then he is 'Ole Peterson, or Ole the son of Peter; and if his son is called 'John, then he is 'John Oleson. I think, from what I have read in the books you gave me, Frank, that the same practice prevailed, centuries ago, in England, and that is how all those English names, such as Johnson, Jackson, Williamson, etc., came about.
"Let us go down, oh, my God! let us go down!" she muttered. And the drunken stars up yonder seemed reeling to some appointed doom as she clung to the rounds of the ladder. All that she was to know of love she had left upon his lips. "The devil is loose again," whispered Olaf Oleson, as he saw Eric dancing a moment later, his eyes blazing.
Captain Oleson asked, pausing at the bottom of the steps on his way to oversee the disembarkation of the sick. "No," Sheldon answered. "Is it down?" "It's going down." "Then you'd better sleep aboard to-night," was Sheldon's judgment. "Never mind the funeral. I'll see to poor Hughie." "A nigger was kicking the bucket when I dropped anchor."
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