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Updated: June 29, 2025
As Dan had anticipated, the slave-hunters were on the alert; and as the Isabel was standing through a narrow channel between two islands, the two boats, which had chased her in the morning, dashed out from under the lea of one of them. "Take the helm, Cyd, and keep her steady as she is!" said Dan, as he grasped the rifle. "Possifus!" exclaimed Cyd; but he promptly obeyed without further speech.
"I never'll go to sleep on de watch agin, so help me Possifus!" exclaimed Cyd, now fully impressed by the magnitude of his criminal neglect. "I'll answer for him," said Lily; "I'll stay on deck and keep him awake next time." "O, no, you needn't, Lily." "But why can't I keep watch in the daytime, and let both of you sleep? If there was any danger I could call you."
"Gossifus! Dis chile like to know what you gwine to do widout Cyd." "I shall do very well without him. Shall I put you on shore, or not?" "Possifus! No, Dandy; I'se gwine wid you, any how." "Then you must mind me!" added the skipper, earnestly. "I done do dat." "Haul the Edith alongside, then." "Sartin, Dandy. I'se gwine to haul de Edif alongside, but dis chile like to know what for?"
"I knows all about it now, Dandy." "I don't want to be called Dandy any more. My name is Daniel, but you may call me Dan for short." "Possifus! Den's what's my name? I'se free too, and I wan't my name changed." "Your name is Thucydides." "Tucydimes!" "No, Thucydides," laughed Dan for we will adopt his suggestion, and call him no longer by his plantation name. "Hossifus!
"No; one of us must stand watch while the other sleeps. We have been getting along so finely, that we have almost forgot that we are in danger." "Possifus!" gasped Cyd. "Wha wha what you want to keep watch fur?" "Suppose any one should come upon us while we are asleep?" added Dan. "'Pose any one come 'pon us when we're awake: what den? Who's a gwine to help hisself?" yawned Cyd. "I am, for one.
The next instant she struck the bateau full on the broadside. "Possifus!" shouted Cyd, at the top of his lungs, as he heard the crashing and snapping of the pine boards, that indicated the destruction of the planter's boat. The Isabel dashed furiously on her way, passing over the bateau of the slave-hunters, which presently reappeared astern of her.
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