Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1873-04-03
A Young hul-v.

".Av, ay,. sir: they're smart seamen
enough, no doubt, them Daalat!ans, ard
reason good, TO, seein' they nnan half ;he
Austrian navy; but they amt got the
selsonin' of an Englisnmal, put 1t how
Yer will y
ain tanling on the uppor deck Of tie
Austrian Lloyd steamer, looking NY last
upon pyramidal Jaila, us 1t r's,s up In Ter
race after terrace OF stern gray masohry
against the lustrous evening Sky, with
the foam-tipped breakers al lis feet Be
side me, with his elbow on the handiall
and his short pipe between hls teeth,
lounges the stalwart chiei-cnglnccr, as
thorough an Englishman as ii he lrad not
spent two thirds of his life abroad, and
delighted to get hold Of listener who
las he phrases III "has been about blt.
"No; they amt got an Englishnlan 5
seasonin," he continues, pursuing hls'crlt
icism of the Dalmatian scamen; "Hnd
what's more. they amt got an English
mans pluck neither, not when 1t comes 10
real scrape."
"Cun nc one but an Englishman have
any pluck, then asked 1, laughing.
"Well, l won't just go for TO say that:
o'course q man as is u man 'ull have pluck
in him all the world over. I've seed q
Frencher tackle shark to save his mess
mate; and I've seed Rooshan stand to
his gun arter every man in the battery,
barrln' himself, had been blowed ali to
smash. But, if yer come TO that, the
pluekiest Teller as ever seed warn't Il
man al all !"
What Sas he, then "a woman !"
"No, nor that neither; though, mark
We, l don't go for to say as how women
amt got pluck enough too, some on enl at
least. N.Y. old CONAN, now, saved my
hle from lubber OF Il 'Portigee is vas
lust goln' TO stick knife into me, when
she cracked his nut with q landsp'Ee:
(You can hear her spin the yarn yourself,
il you likes to tay Us q visit When We get
to IConstautihoPle) But this un as I'm
a-talkin' on was little lad not much bug
ger in Tom Thumb, only with sperrt Q!
his own as nd ha' bowed up q man wal
amost Would ger like to hear aboGt
- Il eagerly assent; and the narrator,
| knocking the ashes Out Of his pipe, i'!:ls
his brawny arms npcn tie top OF the rail,
and co,G4rences as follows:
"Boet three years ago, 'afore got tins
berth as I'm in now, l was second en5l,,
neer aboard Liverpool steamer bound
for New FORK. IAere'd been lot Of
extra cargo sent down Just at the last
minute, apd we'd had no end Of q JOB
stowin' IL away and that ran uf late
o'startirif; so that, altogether, as you may
think, the cap'n wur.lt altogether IN the
sweetest temper in the world nor the
mate neither; as for the chlef-englnee;r,
he was an easy-goln sort ocnap as north
in on earth could put out. But on the
| uornin' of the third day out from Liver
| pooi, be cum down to ME. in precious
7 hurry, look!n' as if somethu, had put him
out pretty considerably.
Tom says he, what dye think ?
Blest if we amt found stowaway."
CThat's the name, you know, sir, as we
gives to chaps as hides themselves aboard
ooutward-bound vessels, and gets carried
out unbeknown to everyboty.)
| The dickens you have !" says |. ".Who
is he qyd where did Yer fnI him Y
"Well. we found him slowed away
among the casks ioFard; and ten to one
we'd never ha twigged him at all, il the
skippers dog hadn't snifed him out and
begun barkln'.i 8itch alttle mite as he
IS loold oould almost put him in my
baocypouch, poor little beggar but he
looks to be a.goOd pluckY un for all that.
81 didn't wait to hear no more, hut up
on deck like sky rocket; and there did
see q sight, and no mistake. Every man
Jack o the crew, and #hat few passengers
we bad aboard, was alI ina ring on the
foc's;.c, and in the middle stood The E:st,
male, lookin' as black as thunder Right
in front Of him, lookin' reg'lar mite
among all them big fellers, was little bit
O. lad not ten year old-ragged as q
scarecro%, but with bright curly hair, and
a bonnie little face O his own, if it hadn't
been 10 woful thin and pale. But. bless
yal soull to rec the way that lttls chap