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"Ay, ay, sir-r-r," answered the men as they sprang into the rigging and went aloft like cats. Instantly all was bustle on board the hitherto quiet schooner. The top- sails were taken in and stowed, the men stood by the sheets and halyards, and the captain gazed anxiously at the breeze which was now rushing towards us like a sheet of dark blue. In a few seconds it struck us.
Resolutely we turn our backs on him and are confronted by a very gorgeous individual in a long loose gown and turban, with innumerable strings of beads of the cheapest and commonest "Made-in-Germany" kind, hung in festoons round his neck. "Beades, sir-r-r," he begins persuasively, and the other chimes in a duet, "Poste-carte." "Beades," continues the new tormentor, swinging his wares in our faces.
"Man the fore-top-sail halyards," shouted the first mate. "Ay ay, sir-r-r," and the men sprang to obey. Just then the ship touched on the bar at the mouth of the harbour, and in another moment she was aground. "There, now, she's hard and fast!" roared the captain, as he stormed about the deck in a paroxysm of rage. But man's rage could avail nothing.
"Ay, ay, sir-r-r!" answered the men as they sprang into the rigging and went aloft like cats. Instantly all was bustle on board the hitherto quiet schooner. The topsails were taken in and stowed, the men stood by the sheets and halyards, and the captain gazed anxiously at the breeze, which was now rushing towards us like a sheet of dark blue. In a few seconds it struck us.
Come right along," said Smart. "Stand clear there, boys. You can't go in unless you have an order." "We ar-r-e wantin' tae join," said a Scotch voice. "You are, eh? Come along then. Fall into line there." The men immediately dropped into line. "Ah, you have been there before, I see," said Smart. "Aye, ye'er-r-r right ther-r-re, sir-r-r," answered the voice.
When a sense of these facts had penetrated his enjoyment, he asked a matron whose snowy arms, freshly taken from the wash-tub, were folded across a mighty chest, "What is the matter?" "A girl drowned herself, sir-r-r, over there on the flats, last Saturday, and they're looking for her." "It was the best thing she could do," said another matron grimly.
"Man the fore top-sail halyards," shouted the first mate. "Ay ay, sir-r-r," and the men sprang to obey. Just then the ship touched on the bar at the mouth of the harbour, and in another moment she was aground. "There, now, she's hard and fast!" roared the captain, as he stormed about the deck in a paroxysm of rage. But man's rage could avail nothing.
"Sir, please, sir!" "This moment, Wilson. And," as he reached the door, "do me one hundred lines." A pained "OO-oo-oo, sir-r-r," was cut off by the closing door. Mr. Downing proceeded to improve the occasion. "I deplore this growing spirit of flippancy," he said. "I tell you I deplore it! It is not right! If this Fire Brigade is to be of solid use, there must be less of this flippancy.
She leaned ponderously, fell forward into her weighty walk. "I make no promise, sir-r-r!" said she, as she veered in passing. But still, human psychology being what it is, and woman's curiosity what it also is, and Mrs. Davidson being after all woman, that evening when Wid Gardner passed out to his gate, he found pinned to the fastening stick an envelope which he opened curiously.
"Si-lence! The idea of a uniform is, of course, out of the question." "Oo-oo-oo-oo, sir-r-r!" "Be quiet! Entirely out of the question. We cannot plunge into needless expense. Stone, listen to me. I cannot have this noise and disturbance! Another time when a point arises it must be settled by a show of hands. Well, Wilson?" "Please, sir, may we have helmets?"
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