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He strode up and down the deck. "You say the word, skipper," rumbled Pete loyally, "an' we crack on every stitch fer the north pole!" Code smiled. "Curse me if I don't like to see a man smile when he's in trouble," announced Pete roundly. "Skipper, you'll do. You're young, an' these things come hard, but I cal'late we'll drop all this talk about sailin' away to furrin parts.
Casey pattered up and saluted. "I've bent on that noo mainsail, sir. . . . There's a nice li'l sailin' breeze, sir." Casey, hinting at a spin in the galley, somehow reminded one of a spaniel when he sees the gun-case opened. Had he been blessed with a tail, he would most certainly have wagged it. The Captain walked slowly aft and looked down into the galley lying at the quarter-boom.
"You didn't expect a thousand-pound note, did you?" "Not quite that," replied Lawrence, laughing, "but I thought that perhaps you had made a mistake." "Ah! you judged from appearances, young man. Don't you git into the way of doin' that, else you'll be for ever sailin' on the wrong tack. Take my advice, an' never look as if you thought a man gave you more than he could afford.
I bin lookin' for ye, Dan; I want ye to have a chanst. We're sailin' in the mornin', an', Dan, we're short-handed three hands short, we are!" His words came and went under cover of the hymn. "Men won't ship aboard of her; she's got a bad name," the whisper continued. "She's full o' Dutchmen an' Dagoes again. It's goin' to be the hell of a passage an' the Horn in August, too.
She's a-sailin' away cold Jordan, Jordan, Jordan, And she's, &c. King Jesus is de captain, captain, captain, And she's makin' for de Promise Land." "De Gospel ship is sailin', Hosann sann. O, Jesus is de captain, Hosann sann. De angels are de sailors, Hosann sann. O, is your bundle ready? Hosann sann. O, have you got your ticket? Hosann sann."
"'Tis a wild night," said I: in my heart doubting and that with shame that the doctor would venture out upon the open sea in a gale of wind. "'Tis not very civil," said the skipper frankly. "I'm free t' say," in a drawl, "that 'tis well rather dirty." "An' he isn't got used t' sailin' yet. But " "No?" in mild wonder. "Isn't he, now? Well, we got a stout little skiff.
"Then I allow as how it will be a nip-an'-tuck race between you," returned John Barrow. "The fust to get there will be the best man. O' course, with that map it ought to be plain enough sailin'." "I thought it would be, but it will mix us up, now you say that Bear Pond empties into Perch River in several places. We'll have to try one place after another."
Fer mighty nigh fo' hours dey kep' up dat racket, an' des ez soon ez a little pain 'ud jump up de big un 'ud light onter it an' gobble it up, an' den de big un 'ud go sailin' roun' huntin' fer mo'. Some fokes is mighty cu'us, dough. Nex' mornin' I hear Miss Sally a laughin', an' singin' an' a w'isslin' des like dey want no watermillions raise in Flurridy.
"There's only me and Abner aboard," said the grocer-skipper, "but that's enough, for we do a good deal more anchorin' than sailin'. Abner, he's head clerk, and don't pretend to be no sailor at all; but he lays a hold of anythin' I tell him to, and that's all I ask of him in the sailorin' line.
I ust to think some of foundin' a'sylum up here on the rocks sailin' round the world and pickin' up a boat-load and then bringin' 'em up here and turnin' 'em loose on the rocks, givin' 'em all they could stuff to eat. And then one night, when I was cal'atin' and figgerin' on it, I saw that I couldn't get half of 'em into my boat, nor a quarter, nor a tenth jest a little corner of 'em.
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