Commodore Junk — page 170: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

THE GIBBET SPIT. 163 blue sea, “it’s the schooner, Bart; and she’s coming here.” The boat danced over the sparkling waves, and three hours after she was alongside the schooner, which was hove to— the wind being contrary—as soon as the boat was descried by those on board. Dinny was the foremost in the group waiting to lower down the falls, and in a few minutes the boat hung from the davits, and Jack gave a sharp look round as he stepped upon the deck. ‘‘'Why was the schooner not waiting?” “Faix, the captain gave orders for sail to be made,” said Dinny, in a meaning tone ; “and away we wint.” “The captain!” said Jack, with a angry look in his eyes. “ Where is the captain, then ?” “ Sure,” cried Dinny, as a murmur ran through the group gathered on the deck; “sure, he’s in his cabin, having a slape.” “‘ Tt’s all over, Bart, my lad,” said Jack, bitterly. ‘ What will you do—stop and serve under Captain Mazzard, or shall we got” “Do!” cried Bart, angrily, as he turned toward the men, who seemed to be divided into two parties. ‘Look here; I can’t parley ; but is it going to be fair-play or no?” “Yes!” rose with a shout ; but it was met by a menacing growl ; and one man ran to the cabin, to return directly, half dragging, half leading Mazzard, who stared round wildly in a drink-stupefied manner, and faltered out, as if in answer toa question— “ No more, now! Who’s altered her course ?” There was a few moments’ silence, during which the self- elected captain stared about him, and tried to comprehend what was going on, for he had just been roused suddenly from a rum-engendered sleep, and seemed like one in a dream. K2 Gomicbooks =)