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"Hain't he good right?" said Dan. "He's bin there, same as the rest of us." "Not in them clothes," Salters snarled. "Shut your head, Salters," said Disko. "Your bile's gone back on you. Stay right where ye are, Harve."
I'm forty-five," said Uncle Salters. "You count keerful, Penn." Disko Troop came out of the cabin. "Salters, you pitch your fish in naow at once," he said in the tone of authority. "Don't spile the catch, Dad," Dan murmured. "Them two are on'y jest beginnin'." "Mother av delight!
The hour struck clear in the cabin; the nosing bows slapped and scuffed with the seas; the foc'sle stove-pipe hissed and sputtered as the spray caught it; and the boys slept on, while Disko, Long Jack, Tom Platt, and Uncle Salters, each in turn, stumped aft to look at the wheel, forward to see that the anchor held, or to veer out a little more cable against chafing, with a glance at the dim anchor-light between each round.
"No," replied Robert, "it was only a flesh wound; and this young lady nursed me so carefully that I soon got over it." "Is dat de way you foun' her?" "Yes, Andrews," "Salters, ef you please," interrupted Salters. I'se only Andrews wen I gits my money." "Well, Salters," continued Robert, "our freedom was a costly thing.
That night before the blazing coals Muggles broke out on some theories of putting out a conflagration that made Bender sit up straight and little Billy Salters cup his ears in attention. Monteith also craned his neck to listen. "Who the devil taught you that, Mixey?" asked Bender. "You talk as if you were Chief of the Big Six." "Why, any fireman knows that.
"Then I have been a charge on some one for every day of that time. Who was the man?" Disko pointed to Salters. "Ye hain't ye hain't!" cried the sea-farmer, twisting his hands together. "Ye've more'n earned your keep twice-told; an' there's money owin' you, Penn, besides ha'af o' my quarter-share in the boat, which is yours fer value received." "You are good men. I can see that in your faces. But "
Captain Salters made few speeches, and when he did make one it was because he had something to say. "Mr. Moderator," he said, "I, for one, hate to vote just now. It isn't that the school committee is so important of itself.
"Big fish and lousy heaps and heaps," Harvey replied, quoting Long Jack. "How's the game?" Little Penn's jaw dropped. "'Tweren't none o' his fault," snapped Uncle Salters. "Penn's deef." "Checkers, weren't it?" said Dan, as Harvey staggered aft with the steaming coffee in a tin pail. "That lets us out o' cleanin' up to-night. Dad's a jest man. They'll have to do it."
Thomas, the poor father, had broken down and wept, and had threatened to commit suicide. Mrs. Salters had refused to speak to Captain Cy when she met the latter after meeting on Sunday. The land in Orham had been sold and the captain was using the money. Phoebe Dawes had threatened to resign if Bos'n came to school any longer. No, she had threatened to resign if she didn't come to school.
It was here Harvey first met the squid, who is one of the best cod-baits, but uncertain in his moods. They were waked out of their bunks one black night by yells of "Squid O!" from Salters, and for an hour and a half every soul aboard hung over his squid-jig a piece of lead painted red and armed at the lower end with a circle of pins bent backward like half-opened umbrella ribs.
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