Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1852-04-22

ndt are haP-JackSF asked the
Captain.
Don't you know what fap-jacks
are! Why. l thought every fool
know'd that. They are made out of
flour, and eggs. and milk, and water,
beaten up ker-slap, and they're
slotted into a fryin'-pan and done
brown, and served up with butter
and molasses, or molasses and butter,
which ever you choose; and if they
don't go down slick, then there's no
stuns 10 Roxbury.'
you seem TO like molasses,' said
the Captain.
'Wall, ] guess du,' said Asa, 'but
not raw, as you fellers eat it,
'How thenl'
'Wall, | like 10 run a stick into The
bung-hOle Of a hogshead, and then
pull it out and drop it through nv
mouth. Amt il good thenl Wall !
guess it is
well, Jonathan
ASA, Captain
Jonathan, | say, you can go now,
and III see about the pork to-mor-
row.
Asa went back to his astonished
reporting that the Captain
was "a pretty slick sort of leller.'
One day, when the men didn't
tumble up from below with the
requisite alacrity, the boatswain, rat
tan in hand, give each of them 're-
minder' with his stick as they came
on deck. Asa was the last, as usual,
but watching the boatswain's bam-
boo, he caught the weapon in his
hand and dexterously twitched it
out Of the officers grasp.
'Hallol whiskersr said he, q hope
you didn't mean to hit me, cause it
hurts leller No, you Gidn't-wall,
thought SOL forgive you,' and he
threw the rattan overheard, escaping
TO the quarter deck, where his origi-
nality secured his immunity. In
fact, he was treated as a privileged
bufoon by the officers.
Taking up a cannon ball one day,
he asked, what in the world is this
yere, Captainl'
That's what we keep TO pepper
The Yankees WITH answered Bag
shot.
want TO knowr said Asa. 'How
DO they work itl'
I'VE put 'em into those big guns
and fire 'em off,
'Swow! you don't say so. Do
hey travel pretty fast, Captainl'
so you can't see 'em.'
Hurt a Teller If they hitl'
yes, when they are fired out Of a
gum
Not oiherwaysl'
mo-
Then here goesp cried Asa; and
the missile like bowling
,all, let il drive among the legs Of
he officers and men, shouting, 'hur-
'ahl let her ripI'
Cries Of rage and pain followed.
Seems TO me, Captain said Asa.
.ooIly, them ERE things does hurt a
elIer, even If they haint fired out OF
| gum
One day Capt. Bagshot called Asa
1T. Jonathan said he, 'lhere is a
,oat alongside; you may get your
raps together, and 90 ashore. |
hink his Majesty can do without
Tou.'
wall. Captain replied Asa, fore
vou spoke I'd pretty much made up
ny mind TO quit. | kin make better
wages fshin,' by great sight. Be-
ides, want to 60 hum and see the
olks. Goodbye, CaP'n, | shall see
'ou again.
Il think not,' said the Captain.
'Guess | shall. Goodbye said
Asa, and with a light heart he bid
dieu TO the Terrible.
More than three years afterwards,
Turing the war of 1912, a British
rmed vessel lying at st. Johns was
'osrded and carried, in a dark night,
" daring band Of American priva
The men were secured,
me by one, as they came up. The
sader Of the expedition then sought
he commander and demanded his
word. Indignant and confounded,
APT. Bagshot asked the name Of his
aptor.
Lord bless you, Captain an
wered a familiar voice, don't you
now met Pm Asa T. KnolIins, that
oarded along o. you a spell back at
'orto Rico. told you guessed l
hould see you again, and when a
,ankee guesses anything, it's sure to
appen. Make yourself comfortable,
iaptain, and excuse the for a mo- q
lent, cause Pve got to haul down {