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"But are you ladin' a dacenter or a more becominer life?" "Why, I think, widout doubt, that it's more becominer to walk about like a gintleman, nor to be workin' like a slave." "Gintleman! Musha, is it to the fair you're bringin' yourself? Why, you great big bosthoon, isn't it both a sin an' a shame to see you sailin' about among the neighbors, like a sthray turkey, widout a hand's turn to do?
The captain, who had expected almost anything but that, stared at him. "Sociable!" he repeated. "You're sailin' stern first, Jed. Lonesome's what you mean, of course." Jed shook his head. "No-o," he drawled, "I mean sociable. There's too many boys in there, for one thing." "Boys!" Captain Sam was beginning to be really alarmed now. "Boys!
"Well, if it haint the ole buzzard from Ripple Creek, a sailin' around lookin' fer his dinner. Nothin' dead around here Landy," said the short, stubby man that came from the stable room. "Howdy, Potter. 'Lo, Flinthead. Howdy, Hickory. All you cimarrons wipe yer hands real clean en shake with my friend Mister Lannarck.
I wonder how many good matches have been broke off just by two young idiots lettin' their pride interfere with their common-sense. I wish you and me had a dime for every one that had; you wouldn't have to keep boarders, and I wouldn't have to run sailin' parties with codfish passengers." "That's so. But, Cap'n Bangs, DO you think Mr.
Look at her then, sailin' off to go up against a stiff-necked, cold-eyed Aunty, who's a believer in checkbook charity, and mighty little of that! And just so I won't feel out of it she tosses me a job that would keep a detective bureau and a board of pardons busy for a month. "Whiffo!" says I, gawpin' up the avenue after the cab. "And I pulled this down just by bein' halfway human!
But some kind of a dratted cross-current ketched me and I'm sailin' out to sea, I finds, without compass or cross-staff. Bound to get to London River, eh, Jack, same as we started out on the silly little raft." "Whew, this adventure was bad enough," cried Jack, "but when you saw Ned Rackham's pirates in the boat, and you couldn't run away, I wonder, honest, Joe, you didn't die of fright."
Leave us run for shelter, man, for our lives! "'Steady, there, at the wheel! he'd sing out. 'Keep her on her course. 'Tis no more than a clever sailin' breeze. "Believe me, sir," Docks sighed, "they wasn't a port Skipper Jim wouldn't make, whatever the weather, if he could trade a dress or a Bible or a what-not for a quintal o' fish.
"'What in tunket do we want to drown for? Ain't we got a good sailin' breeze and the whole bay to stay on top of fifty foot of water and more? "'Fifty foot! he yells. 'Is there fifty foot of water underneath us now? Pard, you don't mean it! "'Course I mean it. Good thing, too! "'But fifty foot! It's enough to drown in ten times over! "'Can't drown but once, can you?
Slip up on your job and she'll be down on you like a thousand of brick. She's a fair-weather sailin' craft that's what she is; floats along nice as anything until something goes wrong and then my soul but she kicks up a sea. Yet with all that you'll like her. We all do. Almost everybody on the place would get down and let her walk on 'em.
"By the bends of the river it can't be less than twelve hundred miles to the gulf." "Whew!" went Glover. "Ten days' sailin'. Wal, smooth water all the way?" "The San Juan has never been navigated. So far as I know, we are the first persons who ever launched a boat on it." "Whew! Why, it's like discoverin' Ameriky. Wal, what d'ye guess about the water? Any chance 'f its bein' smooth clear through?"
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