Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1869-07-23

and yoa hovsr sawsona 81 The feline ipeSies
proceed to play with q captive mouse moro
adroitly than was done on this important oS.
casion. 8f ! !
Vast interests were atistakc. None knew
better than Captain Oakley that perhaps the
Confederate success id daily expected bat,
|tleof Shiloh depended on the safe transit and
deliverysoft these arms, and no man could pos.
sibly feel the responsibility Of the hour moro
gravelyy ithan himself, for before our depart
ure,i letter.upon letter had been5sent to- Char
lestonEfrom both. ofaoors of tho army alndtsof
tho government begging us. by every ycpbnn5siid.
Grafton TO Onward them with all possible dis
patch. saGood moring, captain, I am glad
to see you,,o was Oakey's off hand greeting.
They had met before on previous visits Of our
blockade runner to Nassau. ~
"Morn'n , morn'n',, morn'n', grrowaled the,
old sea dog, extending o fat, freokled hand,
that looked as if at some time It had been the
Aipper of q turtle. AZ
"Just in time" said Tom. "Ivge just or
dcred a toddy d'yeseyer drink.
"Drihk sir, drink sir, aye, by Jo7e try moj
Tn like the Irishman, sir--the iIrishmnani /; !;
i'll don't drink, d---n4 it, makolme drink,
sir, make me drink" After these pyrotech3
MIC CALCULATIONS, the venerable ~marincrsgave
yent3to q series Of abdominal caokley, which
shook his ~oorporosity like tho p~remonitory
tremors of g young earthquake.
"Walk aft" said Tom.
"By the way,na remarked the old SALT, as
they moved towards the cabin, "tho guy nor
yonder has a fancy that you are shipping arms
for the Confcderates-haf! hal, good joke,
sir, good jose;;s shipping arms under Her
Magesty's nose. Wanted me to come off and
see what you're doing-egad; sir, what you're
doing. And I've come, I've come sir.nr Z,
"That's right" said Tom, "I'm glad to
welcome you. Look around for yourself;
there's o pile Of hoes, some shoyels and spades,
and when you 60 below we'll have tho boxes
opened, and I'll show you the prettiest lot Of
hardware ever shipped from Great Britain.
But come along to the cabin and let's drink
first" IS
With that Oakley ushered his visitor into
tho private cabin Of the "Kate,n and closed
the door on tdat side of the ship from which
she was every moment receiving her warliko
cargo.
"What shall it be 2 I've alittle Of all sorts"
"Take some champagne" said Tom. ~
"a little brandy first, cap'n-brandy first.
"Brandy'ssa sheet anchor, oap'n, a sheet
anchor-no water, thanked, no water; they
don't agree, as! the Irishman said, when no
give the Pope a recipe for making punch"
GLOW was that" asked Tom.
"First pour in the brandy, then add tho
sugar, but, Cad, sir every drop of water you
put in after that, spoils the punch, sir, spoils
the punch"
Oakley piled his guest with questions, and
kept him busy with answers, every three or
four minutes putting in ., liquid punctuation
point in the shape now of brandy, and now
of champagne, until the British captain was
in an uproarious state Of personal felicity
At first he was strictly and impalliall,ys Inrou.
tral--the very essence of a representative
Briton, dutifully engaged; but the moro he
praoticed multiplication with. Johannes Bar.
leycorn the kinder grew his sympathics, until
finally kindled into enthusiasm, about fifteen
glasses deep, he threw his arms affecctionatcly
around Tom, and exclaimed with intoxicated
pathos, "Nev'r mind q hardware, cap'n-
nov'r mindl Ye SEQ. ye SEQ, hio-it's all
rightly Jove, all right, hio. Tn with ye,
hio-rwith We cart an soul, by Jove-'oart
and soul, hic.", The last words wore girandly
emphatic, accompanied with a stroke on
Toms back, which the old salt doubtless in.
tepded,tc BIO particularly fraternal, but which
Tom ayers, to this day, was very much like
the descending stroke Of a spilc driver, and
always gives him rheumatic twingo to think
about
Three or four more drinks did the business
by which time Tom was safe from all fears
Of inspection. 80 sa9fa3.
Between the Otard on the one hand, and
tho necessary official dignity to be preserved
on the other, the old Briton, as he leaned
lovingly on Toms arm ii The; passage from
the cabin t o'the ships ladder, found it OK
oeediugly difficult to- maintain his specific
gravity. llAalhe rolled oyer the side, his part
ing words were, CHER Mej'sty''s officer otter
'ardware~-hic, 'ardware, Hal ha .agood
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