The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1876-04-18

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And 30 after him I wint, sir; and
sad enough, AZ you may suppose-not
thinking Of myself, but what had be-
come OF my poor mother. After him !
wint to larn how was to work my pas
sige Overland by my throth. sir. IL
was the hardest thing I'd ever had to
larn as yet. We're you ever aboord a
ship, sir?'-Oh! then sure IL must have
botqersd you to hear the puzzlin'
names they've got there. Don't they
always make q woman OF her? A ships
o she, sir, You will remimber,-and
don't they talk about her waist TO you
and, by my faith, it's not small one
and tell you sometimes she's IN stays,
too, tho / can't say / ever seen 'em.
Though, to be sure, they say besides
that's often mighty hard TO manage
and that's Like woman sartinly.
Then see the names they give q
rope, iir. First IL is hawser; then it's
painter, though what il paints never
know'd, sir; then it's rattlin, but
that it's always doin'; and then it's the
shrouds.-wbich names, / suppose,
TINT the poor passengers always get
into them when the ship is going to the
bottom. At the same time, they're al
ways agraable TO tache you what it's
made of-they1l give you taste of q
ropes end q good deal sooner than a
glass Of whisky. And what is II hke2
perhaps you'll ask. Work your pas
sige out to Ameriky, and you'll larn it
fast engough. Then they're so igno-
rant they don't know their right hand
from their left. It's oil starboord or
larboord with them, though, by my
throth. a. every night I'd got to slape
upon the hure, I found il mighty hard
boord.
"rhe sailors, you see, are snug
enough. They've got what they call
their hammicks-little beds tied up to
hooks that they swing about in at their
aiss; and il was after I'd been looking
at them for night or two in tho deep
est admiration, that says to myself,
safs /, why wouldn't be making q
little hsmmick for myself, 10 take O
swing in like the rest, and not be lying
here on the bare boords like dumb
baste in an out-houseT And so the
next day, looking round me, what
should see but hape of canvass that
no one seemed TO care about; so cut
of il q yard two Just TO make the bed
I wanted, and that done, says ], Jim
Ry.Hay. .yQu'll slape tonight as snug
all that.
~ hadn't turned in half.sn-hour
when one OF the crew grapes up to me
Bob Hobbs, sir. was his Dame-and
says he to me. Jimmy Hoy says he,
its mortal tired am with my days
work and the night before; not wink
of slape I've had says he. for this
eight-and-forty hours; 30 be a good
fellow. Jimmy, now, and take my dooty
for tonight. Well, not liking to be
il natured, Though didn't care much
for the fellow, / tould him that would,
so slips ont Of my new bed, and
mighty quick. sir, he slips into it. and
up I goes on deck, to take his place on
the lookout.
"And thin ther KEN on such night,
sir-oh, murtherl you'd have thought
the devil himself was out at say, and
was taking his divarshun BLOWN,
hailin' and rainin' for six mortal hours
and mors---snd pitchin' and oushen up
into the sky, as il he was making hay
cocks. / thought the poor ship would
have gone crazy. She jumped and
rowled about as il her thratement was
past endoorin'. Sure, il had bar
gained for bad night, 1 couldn't have
got betther. Well, sir, the nornin'
kem at last, and found me as well
picked as any berrin' in Cork harbor,
and / was crawlin' of to my hammick
just to get little slape and dry myself,
when up comes the Cap'n in tearin'
rage. and says he
"'You're pretty blackguarl, amt
you now?' Not to my knowledge, sir,
says I. Your knowledge, indeed, you
vagabonel' why, what is il done?'
says I. 'Donef' says he, you villin-
when you're upsettin' the ships disci-
pline? You took Bob Hobbs watch
last night.
"'Tuk what, says 1. His watch,
sir oh, murther, Csp'n. says i,
would you rob poor boy OF his car
akter?' L say you did, you rascal,
says he. 'Bnt I didn't sir. says /. i
never TUX Bob Hoob's watch, nor the
watch Of any other manor woman
ayther. would scorn the dirty action
| for was rared in honest principles.
and twas considered in my schoolin.
More be token, sir, couldn't, for Bob
Hobbs told me himself that he had
pawned his watch in Cork, before he
ever KEN aboord.'
"'You stupid rascal he cried out,
don't you know the manin' OF what
say 10 you? but I'll make you under
stand me prssently--if you've got no
brains, you've got book.
And what DO you think he meant
by that, sir? The ould tiger was goin'
L. La -
see the storm was gettin' worse. One
Of the sails was split in halves, and an
other was torn away entirely; so the
Cap'n, divil thank him! had t6 think
about the ship, and not to be indulgin'
his dirty ..vingeance upon me. So he
roars ont mighty loud. Set the storm
lib therer aud half the crew run mp
the riggin' as quick as a crowd OF mon.
KEYS, when - whisteroo!-would you
behave il, sir? by the book in my pock'
ct, il that same jib wasn't the very
piece OF canvas that cut the two yards
out of, jist to make myself q bed--and
the mint the Cap'n spied it he roars
out again like thunder, Who the d
cut out that?
"Twas I, cir, but only tux two
yards Of it,.
"'Give him dozen. says the Cap'n.
Thank you, sir, says l. but the two
il quite enough for me-
and what do you think the ,illir
meant by giyin' ine "a dozen, sir?--it
was lashes that he meant. sir. Not
content with the ropes end III had al
ready-though there was no end tn 4
at all-hs towld the hands to lay howlt
on me, and tie me to the mast, but
before the miscreant could PLACE him
self, there KEN thunderin crack righ
overhead, and down came hapes o
sticks and canvas-and the Cap'n bel
. lows out agin, Glare the wrackl clare
the wreekl-well sarve this lnbber on
directly.
"wsll, 1 was willin' TO wait, sir-an,
sure they'd enough 10 do. 1 thought
at first, Il was all over with us, and tn
ship would be capsixin'-and they hs.
scarcely got her to rights bit, and m.
mind was gettin' aisy, when heard
; voice calm in the distance, Jip Hoy
/: Jip, Hoyr and / was lost in wonde
, entirely-'foi who knows me, says
; 'or cares for me, in the middle OF th
great Atlantic oushan? Is IL guardia
: angels that's takin' pity on me, an
comm here 10 save me from lashin'
go I tired hard to loose myself, an
, lookin round, what did / see but shil
|. sailln' towards us, and the voice tha
! know'd me kem'd from that, and
!. heard il CRY again--Jip Hoyl Jip
. dorr Here I am says /: here's th