a replenishing;
the refilling of it;
"Yes;
pretty soon
I know. Sorry"
"Beg pardon, but you
do'nt understand, Lieutenant.
See here now. Before I shipped that
young fellow, my forecastle was a
very rat-pit of quarrels. It was
black times , I tell you, aboard the " Rights " here.
I It was worried to that degree that my
pipe had no comfort for me. But
Billy came; and it was like a
Catholic priest striking peace in an
Irish shindy. Not that he preached to
them or said or did anything in particular;
but a virtue went out of him, sugaring
the sour ones. They took to him like
hornets to treacle; all but the buffer preliminry to
I know. Sorry"
"Beg pardon, but you
do'nt understand, Lieutenant.
See here now. Before I shipped that
young fellow, my forecastle was a
very rat-pit of quarrels. It was
black times , I tell you, aboard the " Rights " here.
I It was worried to that degree that my
pipe had no comfort for me. But
Billy came; and it was like a
Catholic priest striking peace in an
Irish shindy. Not that he preached to
them or said or did anything in particular;
but a virtue went out of him, sugaring
the sour ones. They took to him like
hornets to treacle; all but the buffer preliminry to
a replenishing;
the refilling of it;
"Yes;
pretty soon
I know. Sorry"
"Beg pardon, but you
do'nt understand, Lieutenant.
See here now. Before I shipped that
young fellow, my forecastle was a
very rat-pit of quarrels. It was
black times , I tell you, aboard the " Rights " here.
I It was worried to that degree that my
pipe had no comfort for me. But
Billy came; and it was like a
Catholic priest striking peace in an
Irish shindy. Not that he preached to
them or said or did anything in particular;
but a virtue went out of him, sugaring
the sour ones. They took to him like
hornets to treacle; all but the buffer preliminry to
I know. Sorry"
"Beg pardon, but you
do'nt understand, Lieutenant.
See here now. Before I shipped that
young fellow, my forecastle was a
very rat-pit of quarrels. It was
black times , I tell you, aboard the " Rights " here.
I It was worried to that degree that my
pipe had no comfort for me. But
Billy came; and it was like a
Catholic priest striking peace in an
Irish shindy. Not that he preached to
them or said or did anything in particular;
but a virtue went out of him, sugaring
the sour ones. They took to him like
hornets to treacle; all but the buffer preliminry to
Transcribed by: John Bryant