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Updated: May 12, 2025
He babbled it all the way, and chiefly about a mythical Uncle Elias, who was the text for many a sermon. "Times past," said he, as they neared Maitre Ile, "mon onc' 'Lias he knows these Ecrehoses better as all the peoples of the world respe d'la compagnie. Mon onc' 'Lias he was a fine man.
I t'ink it is from de Bible or from de helmanac sacre moi, I not know.... If I talk too much you give me dat black-jack." They gave him the black-jack. After he had drunk and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, he went on: "O my good-ma'm'selle, a leetle more to de wind. Ah, dat is right trejous!... Dat fight it go like two bulls on a vergee respe d'la compagnie.
I t'ink it is from de Bible or from de helmanac sacre moi, I not know.... If I talk too much you give me dat black-jack." They gave him the black-jack. After he had drunk and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, he went on: "O my good-ma'm'selle, a leetle more to de wind. Ah, dat is right trejous! . . . Dat fight it go like two bulls on a vergee respe d'la compagnie.
"Shan't! She's my aunt. I knows my duties to my aunt me," said the apprentice stolidly. The Master burst out in a laugh of scorn. "Gaderabotin, here's family pride for you! I'll go stick dandelines in my old sow's ear respe d'la compagnie." The apprentice was still calm.
Gad'rabotin respe d'la compagnie if dere is a ship of de King coum to de Ecrehoses, and de hofficier say to me" he tapped his breast "'Jean Touzel, tak de ships of de King trough de rocks, ah bah, I would rememb' mon onc' 'Lias. I would say, 'A bi'tot-good-bye.... Slowlee slowlee! We are at de place. Bear wif de land, ma'm'selle! Steadee! As you go! V'la! hitch now, Maitre Ranulph."
"Shan't! She's my aunt. I knows my duties to my aunt me," said the apprentice stolidly. The Master burst out in a laugh of scorn. "Gaderabotin, here's family pride for you! I'll go stick dandelines in my old sow's ear respe d'la compagnie." The apprentice was still calm.
Gad'rabotin respe d'la compagnie if dere is a ship of de King coum to de Ecrehoses, and de hofficier say to me" he tapped his breast "'Jean Touzel, tak de ships of de King trough de rocks, ah bah, I would rememb' mon onc' 'Lias. I would say, 'A bi'tot-good-bye. . . . Slowlee slowlee! We are at de place. Bear wif de land, ma'm'selle! Steadee! As you go! V'la! hitch now, Maitre Ranulph."
He babbled it all the way, and chiefly about a mythical Uncle Elias, who was the text for many a sermon. "Times past," said he, as they neared Maitre Ile, "mon onc' 'Lias he knows these Ecrehoses better as all the peoples of the world respe d'la compagnie. Mon onc' 'Lias he was a fine man.
Mon onc' 'Lias he have been to Hengland, he have sing 'God save our greshus King'; so he t'ink a leetle Ef he go to de French, likely dey will hang him. Mon onc' 'Lias, he is what you call patreeteesm. He say, 'Hengland, she is mine trejous. Efin, he sail straight for de Henglish ships. Dat is de greates' man, mon onc' 'Lias respe d'la compagnie! he coum on de side which is not fighting.
The cherubic tones of Stumpy emanated from somewhere. "Wot I say is, respect a man's principles. Any teetotalers about yere wot wants to find a 'appy 'ome for their rum ration? Wot I say is, respe yes, yere I am, old son, pass the sinful liquor over." Half an hour later he warbled a jumbled melody: "In Ari Arizona. It's there a girl in Ari Ari...."
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