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Wessel, the steward, died suddenly of heart failure. He was Tom's immediate superior and in a way his friend. He, and he alone, had received Tom's recommendation from Mr. Conne, and knew something of him. He had given Tom that enviable place as captain's boy, and throughout these few days had treated him with a kind of pleasant familiarity.
Chopin's grumblings at his English publisher brings before us only one side of the question. The other side comes in view in the following piece of information with which Wessel's successor, Mr. Edwin Ashdown, favoured me: "In 1847 Mr. Wessel advertised these works on September 26, 1846.
I thought at first that they were some of my own burghers the ones who had taken to their heels but it turned out to be General Wessel Wessels, who was nearer than I knew with his staff, in all some twenty men. I, however, could muster seventy, and we decided to cut off the retreat of the enemy.
The immediate result was that the Governor of Göteborg, the enemy's chief seaport in the North Sea, put a price on his head. Captain Wessel heard of it and sent word into town that he was outside to come and take him; but to hurry, for time was short. While waiting for a reply, he fell in with two Swedish men-of-war having in tow a Danish prize.
How old's she, master?" "Fifty years and more," said I. "Dere's nuffin' pertickler in dat," cried Cromwell. "I knows a wessel dat am a hundred an' four year old, s'elp me as I stand." "I don't know how the whaler's heading," said I, "but this schooner's a canoe if we aren't dropping her!" Indeed she was scarce visible astern, a mere windy flicker hovering upon the pale flashings of the foam.
Twenty head of cattle had been killed or wounded, and one of the men's horses had been shot under him. The burghers who had accomplished this valiant deed were: Jan Potgieter, Gert Potgieter, Jzoon, and Wessel Potgieter all from the district of Heilbron. I have, myself, seen a report in an English paper of my breaking through the blockhouse line.
Now Elder White's idee of re-creatin' men is different; he believes in takin' bad men and re-creatin' 'em into good ones, and I wish that every minister on earth would go and do likewise." "I know nothin' about Elder White," sez Elder Wessel hautily. "He's our minister in Loontown," sez Arvilly. "He has his church open every night in the week for re-creatin' in the right way."
She looked riz up and radiant as if she see way beyend the islands of the sea and all she hoped to do for her Master on earth, and as if he wuz talking to her now, teaching her his will. Nigher to us Elder Wessel wuz standing, and he sez, lifting up his eyes to heaven: "Oh islands of the sea! where every prospect pleases and only man is vile."
The room paled, the dark outside was shot through with damp and chill, and Wessel, cupping his brain in his hands, bent low over his table, tracing through the pattern of knights and fairies and the harrowing distresses of many girls.
"A-are are you the skipper o' this here wessel!" he stammered. "Ay, through God's goodness I am." "A mission wessel!" said Fox, his amazement not a whit abated as he looked round. "Just so, a Gospel ship," answered Fred, giving the skipper another shake of the hand. "You didn't mistake it for a coper, did 'ee?" asked David Duffy, who was one of the visitors.
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