Beadle's Dime Novels No. 131 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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~ ; - | ‘PAT. 19 “I’m goin’ out to find out her name, and take off such of the crew as would like to take lodgin’ in a land-craft. Come along, you’uhs as belong to my crew. No use waitin’ for a lull; this nor’-easter has got a-goin’ at such a rate he ‘couldn’t bring hisself up short o’ twenty-four hours run, if he should try. Thar won't bea timber of her left by that time in. my opinion, not even if she’s ribbed o’ iron.” “T can tell ye her name,” said a short skipper, in an india- rubber coat, who had just joined the crowd; “T’ve only made , out to land my own little seud below here. I saw her this mornin’, and took a man out to where she was layin’ off an’ on, working to the prthard ; “but the captain thought, then, he should be able to keep her off, I reckon he wishes now he had me alotiate ‘It’s the Mlying Cloud, of New York, from Hong Kong and Ceylon, with a cargo of silks, shawls, tea amd spices.” “ An’ it’s a merry cup o” tay we'll brew, the first chist as comes ashoré,” cried a fisherman, to whom Jersey was cvident- ly not his native land. “ An’ we'll dhrink your health in it, Miss Tangee, with hopes that you'll chance on a silk shawl.” ma “Thank you, Pat; ifs much need I have of a silk shaw], isn’t it? Td put it on to go fishin’ in, or perhaps use it to rig up a sail for my own craft, when I get one.” “Och, you needn’t laugh, wid rd blaek eyes snappin’ like two purty fire-crackers. It’s more’n oncet I’ve seen yees, © dressed up to fits in them nice te you keep in Hardy Joe's old sea-chist.””” “Oh, T put them on to make “‘pettbve lady. Now, daddy, please let me go out in the boat with you; I’m not a bit afraid.” A chorus of screams from thé women, and shouts from the men met this unreasonable'proposition. “ May be you aint nothin’ human at all, gal, but jest one Py them critters as lives under the sea. Who knows but thatit’s a mermaid I've give shelter to in the Jolly Jack? But, let that be as "twill, you needn't a&k no more silly questions like that. You stay lrere, and help tend the fires; if you must be out. And now, good-by, little gal; if I never comes to land, you're welcome to keep our lant -cralt and all that’s in her ; connicldbool|ks.conn