Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 25, 2025
The round mark on the lid as p'r'aps I ought to mention was caused by a Challenge Cup of some sort standin' upon it all last summer in the eye of the sun, which don't affect the music, an' might be covered over with a brass plate in case of emergency; but time didn't permit." Thus Mr Tregaskis concluded, and stood wiping his brow.
He waited impatiently until the basket was filled, slung it on his arm, and hurried out of the shop with such impetuosity that the steward, still lounging in the doorway, had scarcely time to skip into the roadway and give passage. "They must be going in for some kind of feast, up to Barracks," said the boy Melk meditatively, after a pause. "Why?" asked Mr. Tregaskis, looking up from the counter.
" . . . because he's a bad lot, and he may so well know I think so. And to this I set my hand, this 17th day of September, 1856." "Signed" "Ebenezer Transom." "Witnessed by" "John Hooper." "Peter Tregaskis." The document was in the old man's handwriting, and clearly of his composition. But it was plain enough, and the signatures genuine. 'Lizabeth's hand dropped.
The Commandant, oppressed with his own thoughts, bent his attention upon the steering, and punctuated with monosyllables only the exuberant flow of Mr. Tregaskis' conversation, which, bye-and-bye, as they neared the roadstead, resolved itself into offers of wagers on the length, tonnage, and actual carrying capacity of the liner.
For there, at the foot of the steps leading up to its old-fashioned doorway lounged his mate, Mr Tregaskis, sucking a pipe. "Hullo! What are you doin' here?" asked Captain Cai. "What the devil's that to you?" retorted Mr Tregaskis. But a moment later he gasped and all but dropped the pipe from his mouth. "Good Lord!" "Took me for a stranger, hey?"
Michael's to Liverpool with a cargo of oranges, and from Liverpool around to Troy in charge of a tug. "I'm wonderin' what 'twill feel like when it comes to my turn," mused his mate Mr Tregaskis, likewise pensively contemplating the Hannah Hoo. "Not to be sure, sir, as I'd compare the two cases; me bein' a married man, and you as they say with the ship for wife all these years, and children too."
"Three-and-a-half at one-three-farthings that makes Oh, confound these fractions!" said the Commandant. "We'll make it four shillings, and you had best step down to Tregaskis' shop to-morrow and choose the stuff yourself." He counted out the money into Mrs. Treacher's hand, and left her curtseying. As he went, he jingled the few coins remaining in his breeches pocket.
You sets it down at home and calls for a tune as it might be drinks," continued Mr Tregaskis lucidly. Captain Cai touched his friend's elbow. "You're talkin' o' different things, you two," he explained in a nervous haste, anxious to get off delicate ground.
When a man drops hook on his last cruise I allow 'tis his duty to tidy up an' leave all ship-shape; in justice to hisself, you understand. There's Tregaskis an' the crew, too, old shipmates every one " The chandler nodded. "Ay, you're to be envied, Cap'n. There's others masters of oil-tanks, f'r instance as makes their pile faster; some of em' in ways that needn't be mentioned atween you an' me.
Five minutes later the Commandant found himself back in his boat, seated besides the Milo's steward, and confronting a tall pile of luggage. The two seamen had already put off with Mr. Tregaskis in the steward's boat. "And you will present my duty to Madame?" said Madame's maid, looking down from the ship's side.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking