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Thoph had jumped, seized the chains, and was scrambling aboard. A moment later he appeared at the rail amidships, a rope in his hand. The dory was brought alongside and made fast; then one after the other the men in the boat climbed to the brig's deck. "Ahoy!" yelled Burgess. "All hands on deck! tumble up, you lubbers! Humph! She is abandoned, sure and sartin." "Yup," assented Bill.
"Want the other line?" "Got it!" was the brief reply, and Colin saw that the harpoon-gun had been reloaded. "Sounding again!" called Scotty as the rope fell slack. "No!" yelled Hank. "Stand by, all!" Then suddenly: "Back oars! Back, you lubbers! Hard as you know how!" The oars bent like yew-staves. "Back starboard! Hard!"
"Well, they'll soon shorten the distance," growled the captain; and then he clapped his hand to the side of his mouth and yelled to his mutineers: "Now, run, you lubbers! Don't go to sleep. Run as if you meant it." Taang! "Bah! he's got it," cried the captain.
"Lower away the dinghy," said the captain, gruffly, to the mate, "and let one of these lazy lubbers get into her with a box of figs. Get into her yourself? I may want you." The mate replied with a stern "Ay, ay, sir," and rose from the gun-carriage on which he had been seated, while the captain went below.
Tell thy mother, little Numpy, that an English sailor is worth a dozen French or Scottish lubbers." "Sir," said Master Heatherthwayte, "the pious trust of the former part of your discourse is contradicted by the boast of the latter end." "Nay, Sir Minister, what doth a sailor put his trust in but his God foremost, and then his good ship and his brave men?"
"It's the light we saw last night. It's the galley-fire! There's a ship within a hundred yards of us!" "Ship ahoy! ship ahoy!" "Ship ahoy! what ship's that?" "Why the devil don't you answer our hail?" "To the oars, men! to the oars. Sacre-dieu! The lubbers must be asleep. Ship ahoy! ship ahoy!" There was no mistaking the signification of these speeches.
"Little harm done, Sir little harm bear a hand with the tackle on that fore-yard-arm, you lubbers! you move like snails in a minuet! The fellow has shot away the lee fore-top-sail-sheet, Sir; but we shall soon get our wings spread again. Lash it down, boys, as if it were butt-bolted; so; steady out your bowline, forward. Meet her, you can; meet her you may meet her!"
Is anything the matter?" "Oh, nothing much. Set o' lubbers shoved one o' them big 'ormous passenger boats aboard us, in the fog. Cap'n sent me to look arter you, and put this here on, but it's 'bout ten sizes too big. I shall have to cut it down. Manage it somehow, though." "Is my father very angry with me for coming on board?" faltered Bob. "Not a bit, my lad.
"Nor did they ask us," exclaimed Stephen; "lubbers and idlers were the best words they had for us." "Ho! ho! That's the way with the brethren of Saint Grimbald! And your uncle?" "Alas, sir, he doteth with age," said Ambrose. "He took Stephen for his own brother, dead under King Harry of Windsor." "So! I had heard somewhat of his age and sickness. Who was it who thrust you out?"
"Holloa, shipmate! fallen foul of a pirate, mayhap haven't slipped your wind, ha' ye, messmate?" "No; but I believe my arm's broken, and I have a pistol ball between my ribs." "Which way did the lubbers sheer off? Shall we clap on sail, and give chase?" "It is of no use. I know one of them well. They shall not escape me." "Why, I know that voice.
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