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It was not quite so easy to determine whether she was an enemy or a friend. If the former, we might have another battle to fight, for Captain Collyer was not the man to yield without one. Having the prize in tow, we were making all sail on our homeward course. On came the stranger. She was on our weather quarter, and soon showed us that she sailed faster than we did.
Captain Collyer then stepped forward and said that though they might deserve hanging, as they had fought their ship bravely, and as no lives had been lost, he should overlook their fault, but he warned them that if they made a similar attempt they would be severely dealt with. The Frenchmen retired, looking considerably ashamed of themselves.
This department of the great Exposition had not before especially appealed to Oliver machinery was his bent. But now he forgot plows long enough to go and hear Robert Collyer speak on "Why I Am a Unitarian." After the address Mr. Oliver said to Mr. Collyer, "Almost thou persuadest me to be a Unitarian." "Had you taken to the pulpit, you would have made a great preacher, Mr. Oliver," said Mr.
Chance also lifted Collyer out of a blacksmith-shop and tossed him into the pulpit. Collyer was born in Yorkshire, but his ancestors were Scotch. Oliver's mother's name was Irving, and the Irvings appear in the Collyer pedigree, tracing to Edward Irving, that strong and earnest preacher who played such a part in influencing Tammas the Titan, of Ecclefechan.
His eye catching that of the captain, he immediately advanced, and said quietly "I was not aware, Captain Collyer, that you were coming here, or I should have let you know beforehand my position in this house.
"You had but little wind, though, to make it of use." "There was all the wind I could make," blurted out the lieutenant, who had now got sober, and was as much ashamed of himself as it was in his nature to be. "However, Captain Collyer, you know my zeal for the service, and there isn't a thing I wouldn't do for its good."
I've been the means of saving the life of more than one shipmate by thus knowing how to manage the brutes." "Why, you've ridden on a shark, Mr Johnson," said Gogles, opening his eyes. "Gammon!" answered the boatswain, twisting his nose. "I am speaking the truth now." By this time we had reached the side of the frigate. Captain Collyer was on deck.
I once heard Robert Collyer speak in a sermon of James Oliver as "a transplanted thistle evolved into a beautiful flower," and "the man of many manly virtues." Seemingly Mr. Collyer was unconscious of the fact that, in describing Mr. Oliver, he was picturing himself.
He might go at once to Mr Bryan or to one of the other officers, or to Captain Collyer himself, but then I thought it more than probable that they would not believe him, so I told him to run up and to tell the boatswain that I wanted particularly to see him. In a short time Mr Johnson's long nosed, ruddy visage appeared above my hammock. I then told him, in a low voice, all I had heard from Toby.
He was devoted to the captain, whom he had followed from ship to ship, and who took him, I truly believe, from pure compassion, because no one else would have had him. He was, however, a faithful fellow, and I am certain would have done anything to serve his captain. Captain Collyer used to have some of the youngsters into his cabin to learn navigation.
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