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Updated: September 16, 2025
As she passed us, and let fall her foresail, she made the signal to make more sail, her object being to get through the Caicos Passage, into which we were now entering, before n ightfall. It was eleven o'clock in the forenoon. A fine clear breezy day, fresh and pleasant, sometimes cloudy overhead, but always breaking away again, with a bit of a sneezer, and a small shower.
Not contented with getting the doctor to set Sneezer's starboard foreleg, he insists on bringing him away from amongst the people at the capstan house." De Captain dere cannot laugh, dat is if him will only tink on dat fearful cove at Puerto Escondido, and what Sneezer did for bote of we dere."
Russ fastened each of the four pasteboard "letters" to a stick at the four corners of Mammy June's ruined house. There was light enough from the stars for the two children to see quite plainly what they were about. Rose, however, was looking all about them while Russ did the work of setting up the printed signs for Sneezer Meiggs to see if he came home unexpectedly.
She's a sneezer that; but she'll be knocked down for twenty or thirty pound, because she looks as if she was used up. "I intended to a had that mare, for I'd a made her worth twelve hundred dollars. It was a dreadful pity, I let go, that time, for I actilly forgot where I was. I'll know better next hitch, for boughten wit is the best in a general way. Yes, I'm peskily sorry about that mare.
We laid our shoulders to the end wall, and heaved at it with all our might; when we were nearly at our last gasp it gave way, and we rushed headlong into the middle of the party, followed by Sneezer, with his shaggy coat, full of clots of tar, blazing like a torch.
Mother Bunker demanded of Daddy, when she had run downstairs again. "Do you know? They should be in bed." "They were in the library earlier in the evening," Mrs. Armatage said. "I think they were writing again." "Writing?" repeated Mother Bunker. "Making more of those signs to set up at the burned house?" Mr. Armatage chuckled. "Those won't do much good. Sneezer never could read writing."
The little Bunkers had had several nice visits to the old woman's cabin, and they were really very sorry that it had burned down. The disaster was complete. The log walls were tumbled in heaps and were all charred. The interior of the hut was little but ashes. "Oh!" cried Rose. "If that Sneezer Meiggs did come home and see all this, he might go away again, just as his mother says.
The old nurse was wiping the tears from her cheeks. Her voice was much choked with emotion as well. Mrs. Bunker came over to see what the matter was. "Yo' please tell me, Ma'am, all about dat boy dese children say was in Boston? Please, Ma'am! Ain't nobody know how to dance dat way but Sneezer. And he didn't like his name, Ebenezer Caliper Spotiswood Meiggs.
"What noise is that?" I roused myself. It was repeated. It was a wild cry, or rather a loud shrill mew, gradually sinking into a deep growl. "What the deuce is that, Sneezer?" said I. The dog made no answer, but merely wagged his tail once, as if he had said, "Wait a bit now, master; you shall see how well I shall acquit myself, for this is in my way."
Just as the object and use of the arrow-heads became intelligible when we found similar weapons in actual use among savages, so the salutation to the sneezer becomes intelligible when we learn that the savage has a good reason for it. He thinks the sneeze expels an evil spirit.
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