Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 12 of 96
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16 THE WRECKER’S DAUGHTER. complexion, features and figure might be accounted for, and, perhaps, her wild, untamable nature also. There was not one shade of resemblance between her and the man she called “ daddy,” except in their mutual love for the tempest. Never came there a storm too wild for either of them. You might drown a duck, and you might drown Tangee, but it would take a good deal of water, or some very singular accident, to accomplish it. “ Well, what do you make it out ?” “A ship, daddy, drivin’ down before the blast—all sails gone or reefed, the riggin’ flyin’ loose. She’s headed this way !” “I’m sorry for the ship, gal; but ef she’s got to come ashore, I hope she will make it convenient to beach near the Jolly Jack.” “Oh, daddy, I hope they'll be able to keep her off, for we couldn’t do any thing to help her, with the water like that. The wind’s rising every hour. The sailors will be lost, I know.” “ Nonsense, gal, there never was a sea I wouldn’t launch my surfboat in. She’s aching to get ler nose in the spray now, I make no doubt. Look alivé, look alive, little gal. Does she drive down any, as you can make out ?” “ She’s coming on fast, daddy. Don’t you make her out by, this time ?” “T reckon I do, now. <A big vessel she is, too. A rich haul, my gal.” “ Look at the sea, daddy—tlook at the sea! I guess that wave was a good deal bigger than the Jolly Jack. It looked like a green hill, covered with snow, just before it tumbled to pieces. I wish Phad been on top of it.” nanan would you have been now ef you had?” asked e burly fisherman, his com with an admiiiig eyeing panion askance, “ Pickin’ myself up just below in the sand there,” she an. ~ swered, with a gay laugh, “just as P've done many a time.” _“ You wasn’t never born to be drownded,” said the man, still looking into the eager face with a slow smile. “"Twas full as bad a time as this when I fished you out of the sea, — Tangee.” c 1a) a ew : , Eomichooksscom rr De Ke ee ee KT