Beadle's Dime Novels No. 94: The Mad Skipper — page 82: what you’re looking at

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| 84 THE MAD &KIPPER.” this. The men forward are all lying asleep around the fore hatch,” “ But the man at the whecl,” said Frank, “he will see us.” “ Not in time to prevent our getting clear of the ship. In fact, he may not see us at all, as the galley will partly hide us from his view.” “All right, then. Hurry up, if you please, doctor.” “ Ahem—you will not have to wait long for me,” answered Claret, as he dove into the cabin. He soon returned with the valuable head, together with a few books and some articles belonging to Lilian, among which was the guitar. | “Hey, dere! What dis mean?’ cried the dusky helms- man. “ What you goin’ to do wid all dem tings ?” “He’s going to put ’em in the bow boat,” promptly answered Ben, “so as to dry them, for they’ve been wetted by the spillin’ of some water in the cabin.” As itis quite common for the crews of whaleships to dry, or “air,” the contents of their chests by spreading them out on the deck or in the boats, this explanation satisfied the Kanaka at once; and, fixing his glance upon the compass, he took no more notice of the movements of the little party until the sudden creaking of the boat-falls broke upon his ear. Then, peering forward, he caught a glimpse of the form of. Lilian in the boat, as the latter was being lowered. “ Hey, dere!” he screamed, in a voice that was heard in every part of the ship. “De boat! de boat! Keehowrie (white people) going to leave de ship !” With a loud splash, the boat struck the water, and Frank and Ben, active as squirrels, jumped into it a second after- ward. Dr. Claret, however, was not quite so nimble. Havy- ing got astraddle of the rail, it struck him that the tossed boat was too far beneath him to be reached with safety. “ For God’s sake, make haste!” shouted the two seamen, who stood at each end of the little vessel, ready to unhook the falls the moment the doctor should enter it. “ Make site jump! jump!” “ Ahem—really—I am afraid, my friends, that I could not do that without breaking my legs.” 3 . * No, no! there is no fear of that!” riad bux teed wee bee comiclbooks.conm