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Updated: June 21, 2025
"Come here, darn you," were the first words I heard, from the mouth of what speaker it need not be said "come here, you lazy, snortin, snoozin Decker lend a hand here right stret away, will you? We've got more perch than all of us can carry and Archer's got six wood-duck."
But he fu'give 'em, fu' he said, 'De sperit is willin' but de flesh is weak. We know dat dey is times w'en de eyes grow sandy, an' de haid grow heavy, an' we ain't accusin' ouah brothah, nor a-blamin' him fu' noddin'. But what we do blame him fu' is fu' 'ceivin' us, an' mekin' us believe he was prayin' an' meditatin', w'en he wasn' doin' a blessed thing but snoozin'."
"Wa'al, the old house has been deserted now for quite a spell," went on the trapper, "and there ain't nobody lived in it but tramps. But the other night, when I was comin' past, with a lot of rats I'd jest taken out of my traps, I see a light in the old house. Thinks I, to myself, that there's more tramps snoozin' in there, and I didn't reckon it was none of my business, so I kept on.
I went ter work an' swallered a pill o' opium, w'ich made me sleep, an' while I whar snoozin' I dreampt about ther perzact place whar thet gold war secreted. It war in a little pocket beneath the bed of a spring frum which flowed a little creeklet. "Next mornin', bright an' early, I shouldered pick, shuvyel an' pan, an' went for thet identical spring.
I tawt 'em Puss in the corner and sich like plase, and we had a nice time, keepin quiet of course so the old man shouldn't hear. When we broke up, sez I, "my pretty dears, ear I go you hav no objections, hav you, to a innersent kiss at partin?" "Yay," they said, and I YAY'D. I went up stairs to bed. I spose I'd bin snoozin half an hour when I was woke up by a noise at the door.
Then he bent forward and stared round at the men grouped about his bunk. "What's up?" he inquired, in a confused sort of way, and seeming as if he could not see us clearly. "What's up?" he asked again. "That's just what I want to know!" said the Second Mate, speaking for the first time with some sternness. "I ain't been snoozin' while there's been a job on?" Tom inquired, anxiously.
Prosperity grabs ivry man be th' neck, an' sets him shovellin' slag or coke or runnin' up an' down a ladder with a hod iv mortar. It won't let th' wurruld rest. If Humanity 'd been victoryous, no wan 'd iver have to do a lick again to th' end iv his days. But Prosperity's a horse iv another color. It goes round like a polisman givin' th' hot fut to happy people that are snoozin' in th' sun.
We're still at it but we'll never find him," he ended, with a sort of gloomy assurance. "Oh, I dunno," said Quoin. "P'raps 'e's snoozin' somewheres 'bout." "Not him," replied the man. "I tell you we've turned everythin' upside down. He's not aboard the bloomin' ship. "Where was he when they last saw him?" I asked. "Someone must know something, you know!" "Keepin' time up on the poop," he replied.
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