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"Be careful, please," I added quickly; "my arm's very bad, and you'll

hurt me"

"Careful!" cried Ike; "I'll shake it as easy as if it was a young shoot

o' sea-kale, boy There, hear him, master! Hear what this here boy

says!"

He shook hands with ently, but he hurt rip of his hard brown hand alone

was bad enough, but I bore it all as well as I could, and tried to smile

in the rough fellow's face

"That's the sort as I like," he said in a good-hu a trump, that is; and o's

shipmates after this here"

Old Brownsmith did not speak, and Ike went on: "I say, master, what a bad un you do think ive

Look ye here--my monkey's up now, master--did yer ever know me ill-use

the 'orses?"

"No, Ike," said Old Brownsive it a crack now and then; but

ask either Capen or Starlit, and see if ever they've got anything agen

me And here's a

Shock now and then when he'd been extry owdacious, and you say as I