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He introduced me at once to Messrs. Charles, Swaine, and Snodie, masters of districts, who, from long residence in the country, were perfectly acquainted with the different modes of travelling, and the obstructions which might be anticipated.
The Rev. S. H. Swaine says, "Coming home with us one afternoon late, we found his tea waiting for him a most unappetising stale loaf and a teapot of tea. It is said that some of the boys whom he invited to live in his house were a good deal disappointed when they saw the kind of fare that was put before them.
Dyck shrugged a shoulder. "I meant to pass it," he said quietly. "Give orders to make for it," said Nick with a sullen eye. "I shall not. And look you, my man, keep a civil tongue to me, who command this ship, or I'll have you put in irons." "Have me put in irons!" Swaine cried hotly. "This isn't Dublin jail. You can't do what you like here. Who made you captain of this ship?"
Swaine being once established in the gouernment, did not onelie vse much crueltie in oppressing the laitie, but also stretched foorth his hand to the church, and to the ministers in the same, fléecing them and spoiling both churches and ministers, without anie remorse of conscience, insomuch that hauing a quarell against the inhabitants within the precinct of S. Edmunds land in Suffolke, he did not onelie harrie the countrie, but also rifled and spoiled the abbeie of Burie, where the bodie of saint Edmund rested.
It broke both bones of my left ankle and several ribs, mashing in my left breast, which has ever since been much depressed; it never developed like the other, and the lung on that side is the one now chiefly affected. This accident occurred at Ballardsville, on a public day, some three miles from home. I was taken to the home of Dr. Swaine, our family physician, near which it happened.
"Lord have mercy upon us!" was now on the lip of every one destruction seemed inevitable. Captain Swaine, whose coolness I have never seen surpassed, issued his orders clearly and collectedly, when it was proposed, as a last resource, to drop the anchors, cut away the masts, and trust to the chance of riding out the gale.
Dyck shrugged a shoulder. "I meant to pass it," he said quietly. "Give orders to make for it," said Nick with a sullen eye. "I shall not. And look you, my man, keep a civil tongue to me, who command this ship, or I'll have you put in irons." "Have me put in irons!" Swaine cried hotly. "This isn't Dublin jail. You can't do what you like here. Who made you captain of this ship?"
Before they could arrest him, Swaine flung himself towards Dyck with a knife in his hand. Dyck's hand was quicker, however. His pistol flung out, a shot was fired, and the knife dropped from the battered fingers of Nick Swaine. "Have his wounds dressed, then put him in irons," Dyck commanded. From that moment, in good order and in good weather, the Ariadne sped on her way westward and southward.
The natives preserve them with salt, and use them as an acid ingredient in their curries and other dishes. It may be remarked that in general they are not fond of sweets, and prefer many of their fruits whilst green to the same in their ripe state. THE RAMBUTAN, Nephelium lappaceum. L. Wilkins delt. Engraved by J. Swaine.
"Pious harpooneers never make good voyagers it takes the shark out of 'em; no harpooneer is worth a straw who aint pretty sharkish. There was young Nat Swaine, once the bravest boat-header out of all Nantucket and the Vineyard; he joined the meeting, and never came to good.
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