FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   11   12   13   14   15   16   17   18   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35  
36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43   44   45   46   47   48   49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   >>   >|  
we had an excellent outfit for the journey, my mother eagerly placing funds at the doctor's disposal. And then came the question of how we were to get to the great northern island, for as a rule facilities for touching there were not very great; but somehow this proved to be no difficulty, all that we undertook being easily mastered, every obstacle melting away at the first attack. In fact the journey to New Guinea was like a walk into a trap--wonderfully easy. The difficulty was how to get out again. Perhaps had I known of the dangers we were to encounter I might have shrunk from the task--I say might, but I hope I should not. Still it was better that I was in ignorance when, with the doctor, I set about making inquiries at the harbour, and soon found a captain who was in the habit of trading to the island for shells and trepang, which he afterwards took on to Hongkong. For a fairly liberal consideration he expressed himself willing to go out of his way and land us where we liked, but he shook his head all the same. "You've cut out your work, youngster," he said; "and I doubt whether you're going to sew it together so as to make a job." "I'm going to try, captain," I said. "That's your style," he said heartily, as he gave me a slap on the shoulder. "That's the word that moves everything, my boy--that word `try.' My brains and butter! what a lot `try' has done, and will always keep doing. Lor', it's enough to make a man wish he was lost, and his son coming to look after him." "Then you have a son, captain?" I said, looking at him wistfully. "Me? Not a bit of it. My wife never had no little 'uns, for we always buys the boats, they arn't young ships. I married my schooner, my lad; she's my wife. But there, I'm talking away with a tongue like an old woman. Send your traps aboard whenever you like, and--there, I like you--you're a good lad, and I'll help you as much as ever I can. Shake hands." It was like a fierce order, and he quite hurt me when we did shake hands, even the doctor saying it was like putting your fist in a screw-wrench. Then we parted, the doctor and I to complete our preparations; the various things we meant to take were placed on board, and now at last the time had come when we must say _Good-bye_! For the first time in my life I began to think very seriously of money matters. Up to this money had not been an object of much desire with me. A few shillings to send in
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   11   12   13   14   15   16   17   18   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35  
36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43   44   45   46   47   48   49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   >>   >|  



Top keywords:

doctor

 

captain

 
journey
 

island

 

difficulty

 
married
 

schooner

 

wistfully

 

coming

 

fierce


preparations
 

things

 
desire
 

shillings

 

object

 

matters

 

complete

 
parted
 

aboard

 

tongue


putting

 
wrench
 

butter

 

talking

 

wonderfully

 
Guinea
 

attack

 
Perhaps
 
ignorance
 

dangers


encounter
 

shrunk

 

melting

 

obstacle

 

disposal

 

question

 
placing
 

excellent

 

outfit

 

mother


eagerly

 

northern

 

easily

 
mastered
 
undertook
 

facilities

 

touching

 

proved

 

youngster

 

shoulder