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"And though a friend of Byh, Mart'n Joel be no talker--but it do seem Jo was one of the Coast-Brotherhood once when Cap'n Penfeather saved his life and that, years agone So Joel coe, free-trade and what not, when one day lately Master Adaed for all the years save his white hair And here comes rain, Mart'n--"

"And wind!" says I as the stout ship reeled and plunged to the howling gust

"No, Mart'n," roared Godby above the piping tumult, "not real wind, pal--a stiffish breeze--jolly capful"

Slowly the night wore away and therewith the buffeting wind gentled so, showed great, blackrew, look how I ht of any ship upon that vast horizon of foah, "there's to be no play for hty perplexed, "what's coe of course at the distance and 'twas black dark beside, and we bore no lights"

"Mayhap she smelt us, pal, as I said afore Howbeit, 'tis beyond me, cram me wi' rope-yarn else!"

Now, as he spoke, up calory; every ragged cloud becaold, every foa splendour rainbow-capped, insomuch that I stood awed by the very beauty of it all

"I love the good, kind earth, Mart'n, wi' its green grass and flowers a' peep, 'tis a fair resting-place for a lory for ye! Many's the tioodly ships and the jolly lads as are a-sleeping down below, at such tilory of 'em ca-sheet, pal, fro, a, which meaneth a fair-weather spell, and I must tri hands to h above the wind: "Watch ho! Watch! Brace about--boay there!"

As I crossed the deck, up the poop ladder coht-drawn about his ears and a perspective-glass under his ar his chin and scowling away to leeward, "she changed course as we did"