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Updated: June 15, 2025
In the captain's boat were Will Osten, Larry O'Hale, Goff, Muggins, and several of the best seamen. Soon after the sails were set, a heavy sea broke inboard and nearly filled the boat. "Bail her out, lads," shouted the captain. There was no occasion for the order, the men knew their danger well enough, and every one seized anything that came to hand and began to bail for life.
But, good luck to yer wisdom an' foresight, Larry O'Hale, for ye've come down soft, anyhow, an' if there's anything'll cure ye o' this bad habit slaipin' on trees'll do it in the coorse o' time, I make no doubt wotiver!" Next morning the travellers rose with the sun, and descended from the tree in which they had spent the night much refreshed and "ready for anything."
It was late on a winter evening when our hero, William Osten, arrived in England, in company with his two friends and former messmates, Bunco and Larry O'Hale.
While the fort was still far distant, though in sight, Larry O'Hale uttered a sudden exclamation, and pointed to a black spot lying on the side of one of the numerous mounds with which the country was diversified. "A black bear," said the trapper, quietly. "Have at ye then!" shouted Larry, as he drove his heels against the ribs of his steed and went off at full gallop.
George Goff, the sail-maker, said he "was a fust-rate feller;" and Larry O'Hale, the cook, declared, "he was a trump intirely, an' ought to have been born an Irishman."
Just before parting, Larry took Muggins aside and said, in as dismal a tone as his jovial spirit was capable of, "It's little I thought, mate, that you an' me would come for to part in this way, but ov coorse, I couldn't leave Mr Osten in such a fix, so, d'ye see, I must say farewell; but kape yer weather eye open, ould boy, for as sure as Larry O'Hale has got two legs, which makes a pair, you'll see him in Callyforny yit, diggin' for his fortin'. In the main time, as I know ye'll want money, an' as I've made a lot more than you by huntin' becase of being a better shot, d'ye see here's a small sum which I axes you to accept of as a testimoniyall of my ondyin' friendship."
"Hooroo!" shouted Larry O'Hale, wildly throwing out both arms and rising in his stirrups; "look here, Bunco, I'm goin' to fly, boy!" Larry didn't mean to do so, but he did fly! His horse put its foot in a badger-hole at that moment and fell.
It is, however, due to Larry O'Hale to say that he shook his fist at the enemy, and uttered a complex howl of defiance before turning tail! Well was it for all of them that day that the woods were near, and that they were dense and intricate. Old Peter, although a sturdy man, and active for his years, was not accustomed to running, and had no wind for a race with young men.
Muggins, who, to use one of his own phrases, looked "as sulky as a bear with a broken head," made no reply, but Larry O'Hale exclaimed, "Sure, then, what better can I do than take part with yees? It's a heavenly raigin o' the arth this, an good company. Put me down on the books, Capting Griffin, dear. I'd niver desart ye in your troubles, be no mains."
They were seated, in every variety of attitude, round a packing-box, which did duty for a table, and each held in his hand a tin mug, from which he drained a long draught at the end of the chorus. The last shout of the chorus was given with such vigour that Larry O'Hale was unable to restrain himself.
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