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Updated: May 15, 2025
But I felt so weak and shaky that I had to take hold of the side of the scow, and stand there for a while before I waded ashore. The boy who was standing by me was Rectus. He did not have that name then, and I didn't know him. "It must be pretty hard to stay under water so long," he said. "Hard!" I answered, as soon as I could get my breath; "I should think so. Why, I came near being drowned!"
We caught a lot of curious fish, and the yellow-legs, whose name was Burgan, turned out to be a very good sort of a fellow. I shouldn't have supposed this of a man who had made such a guy of himself; but there are a great many different kinds of outsides to people. When we got back to the hotel, along came Rectus and Corny. They had been out walking together, and looked hot.
Use B D current, moderate force, three or four times, and then change to C D. Apply the eye-bath, N. P., to the eye, and sponge-cup P. P. upon one of the upper dorsal vertebræ. Treat three to five minutes on each eye, three times a week. If neither of the rectus muscles have been cut and cicatrized, and if the deformity be not congenital, it may ordinarily be cured.
These reflections, which ran through my mind in no time at all, were interrupted by Rectus, who called down from the top of the wall, in a voice that was a little too loud to be prudent: "Hurry! I think he's found another bean!" I was on the ground in a few moments, and then Rectus came down.
"None of yours, any way," said I; and Rectus tapped his bean, significantly. Rectus had been chosen captain of this revolutionary coalition, because Corny, who held the controlling vote, said that she was afraid I had not gone into the undertaking heart and soul, as Rectus had. Otherwise, she would have voted for me, as the oldest of the party.
Just ask for my boat at the club-house wharf." And then he went on. "That's all you get for your sympathy with oppressed people," said Rectus. "They call you bub." "Well, that old fellow isn't oppressed," I said; "and if any of his ancestors were, I don't suppose he cares about remembering it. We ought to hire his boat some time." That evening we took a walk along the sea-wall.
"And so, you see," I went on, "Rectus and I thought we should like to go out of the country for a while, and see how it would feel to live under a queen and a cocoa-nut tree." "Good!" cried Corny. "We'll go." "Who?" I asked. "Father and mother and I," said Corny, rising.
Rectus didn't say anything except that he was very sorry that the Chipperton family had to go home, and then he walked off to his room. In about half an hour, when I went upstairs, I found Rectus had just finished a letter to his father. "I guess that'll make it all right," he said, and he handed me the letter to read. It was a strictly business letter. No nonsense about the folks at home.
"I asked him," said Rectus. "Asked him!" I exclaimed. "You don't mean to say that you got up early and went around asking people if they were Mohicans!" "Minorcans, I said." "Well, it's bad enough, even if you got the name right. Did you ask the man plump to his face?" "Yes. But he first asked me what I was. He was an oldish man, and I met him just as I was coming out of the bath-house.
She was about thirteen years old, and came over with her father in a sail-boat. I remembered seeing them cruising around as we were sailing over. "They haven't got bites," said her father; "that's the reason they don't pull in." It was very disagreeable to me, and I know it was even more so to Rectus, to stand here and have those strangers watch us fishing.
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