. The Viking blood; a story of seafaring. auty spots of theworld only by the price and quality of the liquor to beprocured therein. Poor devils! It was their idea ofpleasure, and after what they had gone through, it wascorporeal joys they appreciated rather than mental. He was brought to things material by the warningshriek from the tow-boats whistle, which found an echo inthe lofty heights. Stand by, forrad! came Nickersonsvoice. The men shambled to the bows. Haul in yerhawser! THE VIKING BLOOD 161 Tlu steiimer slipped the rope and the barque roundedup and threw her great hull and spars athwa
. The Viking blood; a story of seafaring. auty spots of theworld only by the price and quality of the liquor to beprocured therein. Poor devils! It was their idea ofpleasure, and after what they had gone through, it wascorporeal joys they appreciated rather than mental. He was brought to things material by the warningshriek from the tow-boats whistle, which found an echo inthe lofty heights. Stand by, forrad! came Nickersonsvoice. The men shambled to the bows. Haul in yerhawser! THE VIKING BLOOD 161 Tlu steiimer slipped the rope and the barque roundedup and threw her great hull and spars athwart the moon-path. Leggo yer anchor! came the strident commandfrom aft. A plunge—a roar—a rattle of chain—and sil-ence. The awakened waters showed new facets to themoon-glare and spread in concentric rings away from thedisturbing hull, and witli a voice hailiiig from the depart-ing tug, Well berth you at five! the Kelvinhaugh layquiet and motionless at the end of her chain, like a tiredhorse that had travelled a long and weary THE Kelvinhaugh lay alongside a wharf and her steamdonkey was working, as it never worked at sea, sling-ing the long bars of railway iron out of the holds hyyard-arm tackles. It was a noisy discharge, as the railsclanged sonorously on impact with each, and the wholeharbor rang with the sound. All the ships company had departed, with the excep-tion of Captain Muirhead, the steward, and the four ap-prentices. Though chartered to load lumber at HastingsMills for Australia, Muirhead had paid the crew off—arash and unwise act, as he would find when he came toship another—but he was probably willing to take a chanceand get rid of all witnesses to his disgrace and depositionfrom command. Judson Nickerson had gone, too, but be-fore he took his dunnage ashore, he called Donald andsaid, Im going ashore for a spell, but Ill give you a haillater. Dont run away or do anything foolish until I com-municate with you. Let on that you intend to stand bythe
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