The Forrest City times., 1896-07-31

with that he laughs most uproari-
Gus an gives me another wink, an saws
to the barmaid: Another Scotch. my
dear an then he says to me. he says:
Jack, yer sorry dog. Don't 1
know that Nell Blyeston IS sweet on We,
JackP An don't know that she's to
sail In the Pineapple, Jack? An fancy
Jack is sweet on Nell an is layin his
course for to bring to alongside o Nell
when lis his watch below an she's
a-sittin' On the combin' of the main
hatch
with that l had to acknowledge that
L was sweet on Nell, for l was tickled
to hear that she was sweet on me.
which I'd had my doubts about, because
of the prime attentions the second mate
OF the Pineapple was payin' of her
/ was calculatin' that was as likely
lad as there was in the trade, but /
knowed that women was powerful took
with rank, and there the second mate
had the start of me. l reckon that
thief of crimp knowed about the Sec
ond mate, too, for he gives me another
wink and he says: Let's have another
to the decentralization of all rivals ne
says, an when we'd had it we had one
to the health of the lass an another
to her brown eyes an another to some
thin l can't remember an another an
that's all l know till I found myself
afioat on that ere SNOWFALL instead of
the Pineapple, an my mates was IA
sayin' we'd got away tide ahead of
the opposition, but somethin' had to be
wrong on board because the skipper
had ordered grog served twice day
with dried apple duff an soft bread for
every dinner.
II say, sonny, that was gallus grub
an the ruination of all hands-least-
wise of me, for / sized him up as n
softy when l should ha' known he was
crazy, an so l lay for to make trouble
sudden. Why, he was that crazy he
hung himself in his cabin before the end
of the wage; but that's neither here
ner there-wait till I tell yc what he did
to me.
you see, sonny, / lowed I'd been
shanghaied out o. my liberty an the
pursuit o happiness, which was allus
worth fightin' for, an I done it. I
guess you might say there was a mis-
understandin' on board the SNOWFALL
and it was me that was adrift. The
mate he begin to order me around in
way that hurt my feelin's, and seein
was a MISUNDERSTANDING of the situa-
ton / entered into conversation with
him an the captain, what was close
alongside. They wasn't misunder-
standin' of newell, scarcely. i was
a-tellin who their parents were, an
the course of my remarks was all plain
sailin'. So they knocked seven bells
outen me an slowed me in the lazeree..
with jewelry on my wrists that was
never made O. the precious metals.
can remember about the jewelry an
the lazereet, but what happened after
that for some time is a matter of hear
say.
You see the next knowed OF my own
free will l found myself in such clus
quarters as I'd never knowed afore-
arms tight to my side with parcellin'
to hold 'em an parcellin' over my face,
an me bobbin' around in somethin'--
L couldn't make it out, nohow. So
tarned to an stretched myself, an
things began to rip, an then / pulled
myself clear of what you might call
my entwinin' conditions. What dye
think? When l gets my bearin's right
ly | finds I'd been sewed up in old can
vas for dead man, an then instead of
weightin' my heels an slidin' me over
board they turned me adrift in an oil 4
dory what I'd seen atop of the galley"
"Well, that was tough" said the sitter,
You were all alone and adrift in the
dory without any food or water or any
thing, eh?"
Sonny, you've got it straight as a
string when it's stretched"
81 never heard of such case as that"
continued the sitter, "but what does
man think of when he comes to in his
burial robe, so to speak, and finds him.
self drifting like chip in mid-ocean?" ?"
"Do We mean to ask what was think
in OFF,"
"Yes."
"I was a-thinkin' how I'd knock that
shanghaiin' son of a sea cook captain
galley west the next time / clapped
eyes on him, an I'd ha' done it, too, only
he saved himself by suicidin', as / was
tellin' you.
"Hows'ever. to go on with the yarn,
was all adrift in dory an when 1 come
to take a severe look around / found
they'd forgot to take the oars out afore
droppin' the dory over, an one o them
oars with that ere windin' sheet I'd
had round me sarved elegant for n
signal of distress-true for it, sonny,
a windin' sheets the most distressful-
lest signal knows on. An when that
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