The Yankee Champion — page 47: what you’re looking at

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40 THE YANKEE CHAMPION. tree of bright green, and ite significant motto—“Ap- peal to Heaven!’’ A boat was let down from the brig’s side, and as it started’ for the shore, another boat—a light, flat wherry—was seen to shoot out from the cove wherein stood old Jacob Maynard’s brick-yards. It was pulled by asingle man, and it came skipping over the water as though it had a score or two of ~double-action propellers at its stern. Both boats reached the wharf at the same time. Walter Nixon leaped out of the first, and Jacob Maynard from the second. The old man sprang eagerly forward, and grasping the young hero by the hand, he exclaimed: “By the great butt end of creation, you ought to be made a governor for this. Got her, didn’t ye?’’ “Yes, yes, my kind old friend,’’ returned Walter, with a smile; ‘I’ve got her, and there she lies; but I’m afraid I’ve lost: your scow. When we boarded the brig she fell off, and I lost her in the dark; but you sha’n’t——”’ ‘“‘Hooray!’’ yelled the old brick-maker, at the same time waving his hat frantically in the air. “‘T’m glad the old scow’s gone, for now old Jake Maynard can say that he did something toward taking the prize, can’t he?’’ “Yes, you can, most assuredly,’’ returned Wal- ter; ‘‘for if it hadn’t been for your help, that brig wouldn’t have been in here now.’’ The old man dashed his hat upon the ground and fairly danced with delight, but he was not alone in his quaint and wild demonstrations of joy, for many > a sober citizen laid aside the dignity of age, and be- came gleesome and merry. Walter had come on shore to seek the owner of the dock-yard, and he had no difficulty in finding comicbooks co