The herald., 1894-11-02
Old Slater continued:

"h % uo"h eiuo nlm. pno cOuldn' [
never hev seed no sech rations but she
wuzn't took back. Sho eats nat RAILS q
bird picks up crumbs. Thet, my lads''
with q glarce at the apprentice and
the Jack Of the Dust-''thet wuz cause
she wuz thurerbred-they shows their
grain fust on. Don't fergit thet when
ye're lookin fer somethin ter dorm yer
homes"
II amt looking for savages " return.
ed the Jack of the Dust. II like Q wo.
man with some style; that has seen
something Of tho world and knows her
way about better than to mess with two
strange men in the Jungle"
Dusty, he wants some Arybeller
with book o. et'quet under 'er arm aD
par over 'er head," drawled Bill
Williams.
Tibet amt fur from New Englan, =
muttered Sam Woods.
lie mo tell ye, Dusty" said old
Slater gravely, - gals got ter be equil
tor the occasion whether ye find 'er in
ther jungle or on ther Bow'ry. Ef she
hain't got ther knack fer thet, she amt
got nothin ter build on.
II amt asking anybody for pointsi"
blazed the Jack Of the Dust
Hush up!' said Stubbs.
Silence being assured, tho old seaman
resumed his narratives:
"Fitz he begun ter talk ter her in
creole Et hit thor mark, but she hedn't
much ter say. She'd never seed nuthin
like i'm an wuz all carried way with
is pink'n white. So thar she sot, her
great big black eyes full o. witch looks.
a-listenin to lis talk an answerin up
sof's er leetle bird peeps when he asked
her sumthin direct 'Twuz plan nuff ter
me tibet she wuz clean gone on IN, so ]
went ter sleep. Thar amt no bigger
blunder, Dusty, than fer er man ter
keep wake when thar amt gals nuff tel
go roun. He amt goin ter be poplar in
any s'ciety eff he makes thet Slip"
Much obliged, but I've got way
ahead of alb alb, the Jack of the Dust
said, with fine irony.
Old Slater continued calmly:
when ! woke up, they wuz out o.
sight O. land, Mimi, thet wuz her name,
wuz a'callin of Fitz 'Doudoux' ev'ry
other word, an he wuz burstin with
pride an vanity"
They don't set up prim in these 'ere
parts an freeze er mans words on ter
his lips" Sam Woods said pensively.
"Waal, wuz equil to et," said old
Slater without noticing this interrup-
tion. II hedn't ben ten year on ther
flagship fer nuthin. he'd dyplom 'cy
nuff fern adm raj an KEEP my eyes
a-rovin an listened to Fitz maxim of him.
self out ther hero o. combats he'd never
ben In without blinkin. But when ther
bats began ter sweep roun overload in
er percession I knowed nuff ter know
we b'longed ON ther Bender, an calls
Fitz down an gifts move on i'm. Mimi
WANT fer sayin goodby, an she trots
long with us ter ther shore, an when
he sed he'd love 'er alwus an promised
ter come the mex day an stay forever
she lot i'm git inter the gig. She stood
thar a-watchin after i'm. kin see 'er
yit-leetle slim gal, her blue cotton
gownd, Delayed at ther waist with ei
green an yaller string, half ooverin oi
'er, a-callin, 'Adieu, Doudoux, adieuP
in voice sof's velvit-jes' ther sperit
O. the islam. Slater, sez Fitz, when we
wuz clear O. moorin's, 'et's great ole
worldP Then he waits erwhile an seq
he wuz smilin free, like lad-'Why,
thet leetle gals ther light o. my lifel'"
"What about the creole lady?" ques-
toned the Jack of the Dust. "Your
dandy ensign didn't need transfer pa
pers for his affections, did he?"
II entered right inter et," continued
old Slater, slightly raising his voice,
IAN let i'm say the same thing hun
dred diff ways till we wuz long
side the Bender. Then, sez he, 'I'll see
'er termorrow, Slater.
''But we didn't get off so easy. Their
skipper he'd ther dyspepsy the mex day.
Thar wuzn't no liberty fer emmy body, an
he wuz sorry he couldn't stop the sun
from shinin. He KEEP this up fer his
'musement till ther end O. ther week.
Fitz, he wuz blame near crazy, an
sez, Try 'em ON goin shore fer butter
flies
''Et went, fer he wuz knowed ter be
great etymol' gist in them days, an we
got off. Then, Fitz, he took ct outen
me. He wuz goin ter marry thet leetle
gal ef he had ter quit ther service an
live under cabbage palm ther rest O.
his life. She wuz wuth ct. He named
er king thet married whar he wanted
ter an wuzn't never sorry, but he didn't
mention no ev'ryday man thet had the
same tu'n o. luck. He sod she wuz or
match fer emmy duchess, an I reck'n
twuz SO, ther only duchess I ever see
bein yaller's or saffron bag, an ole at
thet Yes, she wuz ther mos perfec' lee
tie gal in ther worl, an he wuz goin ter
hev er, an pref dice might 60 ter thun-
der. 4 tell ye what, Slater, sez he.
I'll give out she's or princess. They'll
knuckle ter thet.
II wuz so dead set 'g'inst thet creole
an 'er airs thet greed with i'm.
'Thets 80, sez /. 'Ther gals got ther
royal grain an no mistake.
"Waal, Mini she wus on ther shore,
an when he see her he wuz up on is
feet. Don't git ter sleep, Slater, sez
he. She's waitin, man. Can't ye seeY
He wuz out fore ther gig wus in, an
when made things fas' follered on.
They wuz in ther same place under ther
COCO palm, an Mimi WIZ restin 'g'inst
Fitz's lights er slip o. Willer. I ain't