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Why! before he and Tom can get into the nasty business again the war may be over. Just see the reports in the papers of what our boys are doing. They really have the Heinies on the run." "Ye-as," murmured Mercy. "Running which way?" "Treason!" cried Jennie. "The only way the Germans have ever run forward is by crawling." "Oh! Oh! Listen to the Irish bull!" cried Helen.
Pleasant to-night. Walk in. Ye-as! This was the monosyllable with which he finished every sentence, and was the affirmation to the thought in his mind that he, too, would some day go down those stairs and into those parlors as a guest, while some other boy in the upper hall bade the ladies go this way and the gentlemen that. It was after nine when Mr. and Mrs. St.
"As a boy I fed it upon all the romances of the sea I could gather. Ye-as. I suppose I am greatly to be blamed. I have been a hi-mighty liar, Louise! "It began because I heard so many other men tellin' of their adventoors, an' I couldn't tell of none. There's allus a lot of old barnacles like Cap'n Joab and Washy Gallup clingin' to such reefs as this.
"But Abe himself, now, I'd never believed would trust himself on open water." "Yet," cried Louise, "he's shipped on a sailing vessel, Uncle Amazon says. He's gone for a voyage." "Ye-as. But has he?" Washy retorted, his head on one side and his rheumy old eyes looking up at her as sly as a ferret's. "What do you mean?" "We none of us none of the neighbors, I mean seen him go.
He looked down at his bared arm and nodded proudly. "Ye-as. Course, I didn't dare show it none here kep' my sleeves down an' my throat-latch buttoned all winds and weathers. But now " He laughed again, full-throated and joyous like a boy. Then, suddenly, he grew grave. "Niece Louise, I wonder if you can have any idea what this here dead-and-alive life all these years has meant to me?
He went on, reading bits to the interested listeners now and then, and finally handed the letter to Cap'n Joab Beecher. The latter, looking mighty queer indeed, adjusted his spectacles and spread out the sheet. "Ye-as," he admitted cautiously. "That 'pears to be Cap'n Abe's handwritin', sure 'nough." "Course 'tis!" squealed Washy Gallup. "As plain, as plain!"
How jolly!" exclaimed Louise, clasping her hands. "Ye-as. Ain't it? Jest," Cap'n Abe said. "Ahem! your father never spoke of Cap'n Am'zon?". "I don't believe daddy-prof even knew there was such a person." "Mebbe not. Mebbe not," Cap'n Abe agreed hastily. "And not to be wondered at. You see, Am'zon went to sea when he was only jest a boy." "Did he?" "Yep.
"Ye-as, I seen thet air white critter jest below yere," the settler drawled. "He war goin' 'bout fifteen miles an hour, I reckoned. Looked tired. I wanted to go arfter him, but Susy, she wouldn't allow it." "No, Sam Dickson, ye sha'n't go arfter no game or sech," came from the interior of the schooner.
And I made up he went to sea when he was twelve like I told ye, my dear. Ye-as. I did hate to lie to ye, an' you just new-come here. But I'd laid my plans for a long while back just to walk out, as it were, an' let these fellers 'round here have a taste o' Cap'n Am'zon Silt that they'd begun to doubt was ever comin' to Cardhaven.
That other schooner that had a tug to sta'bo'd like this, the Marlin B., got a bad name from the Georges to Monomoy P'int. You know that." "Cat's foot!" ejaculated Tunis cheerfully. "The Marlin B. was sold for a pleasure yacht and taken half around the world. A Chilean guano millionaire bought her the year after the Sutro Brothers took her off the Banks." "Ye-as.
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