Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 39 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 94: The Mad Skipper — page 39: what you’re looking at
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HOW THERE. , ai « approaching, one of their number ordered the dwarf to step back again to the other side of the windlass. “ Yees! yees! you want to strike me with the saw! Me sooner die than be lick in that way !” “Own fault; take away scouse kid!’ “Me have right to do so; you would eat up all the break- fast so me two friends have none.” “Friends no here to breakfast, must have none. Dat’s right.” “ No, it’s not right.” “ Tink oderways you Vink, Must ‘cob’ you.” © Kill me first !” “Ti! hi! kill quick if no ‘eob.” And picking up crowbars and bhandspikes, the savages were on the point of leaping over the windlass, when they were checked by the stern voice of Ben Williams. “ Hold! the first one that jumps is a dead lubber !” Turning, they saw the old sailor armed with his shot-gun, the muzzle pointed toward them. They exchanged glances and looked irresolute; but soon a peculiar gleam flashed from their eyes. They had seen the islander aloft glide stealthily but quickly down one of the backstays and leap behind the try-works. Soon he reiip- peared, creeping like a cat around the angle of the brick- work—no doubt intending to spring upon the old sailor from behind. The windlass, together with the group of savages standing in front of it, sereened him from the gaze of the two men by the knightheads. “ You'd better put down your handspikes and crowbars !” continued Ben. “I'd rather not shoot you if it can be helped.” “Tf do so,” said one of the New-Zealanders, in order to gain time—" if do so you must put away gun.” “Sartainly; that’s square enough,” “No vink you keep word.” “Never broke it in my life. Down with them weapons, and down goes my gun; that is, provided you promise also not to meddle with Frank and the Portuguese, hereafter.” “ No like make promise.” “Ay, ay, but you must if you want to put an end to our present bearings ag’in each other.” “ Well, put down gun first.” Comicbooksscom