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Title: A great emergency
Year: 1897 (1890s)
Authors: Ewing, Juliana Horatia Gatty, 1841-1885 Barry, Etheldred B. (Etheldred Breeze), b. 1870, ill
Subjects: Runaway children Sailors Great Britain -- History 19th century Fiction
Publisher: Boston : L.C. Page
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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dont believe youve the pluck for a com-mon sailor, let alone a great discoverer. Youve hit the right nail on the head there,Master Charles, said the voice. Fiddlesticks about my grandfather ! saidFred. In the practical experiences of the last threedays my faith in Freds tales had more thanonce been rather rudely shaken ; but the con-temptuous tone in which he disposed of ourmodel, the Great Sea-Captain, startled me soseverely that I do not think I felt any addi-tional shock of astonishment when stronghands lifted the tarpaulin from our heads, and- grave amid several grinning faces - - wesaw the bargemaster. How he reproached us, and how Fred beggedhim to take us home, and how I besought himto let us go to sea, it would be tedious torelate. I have no doubt now that he neverswerved from his intention of taking us back,but he preferred to do it by fair means ifpossible. So he fubbed me off, and took usround the docks to amuse us, and talked ofdinner in a way that went to Freds heart. ifl
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A GREAT EMERGENCY. 143 But when I found that we were approachingthe gates once more, I stopped dead short.As we went about the docks I had replied tothe bargemasters remarks as well as I could,but I had never ceased thinking of the desireof my heart, and I resolved to make one pas-sionate appeal to his pity. Mr. Rowe, I said, in a choking voice,please dont take me home! I would giveanything in the world to go to sea. Whyshouldnt I be a sailor, when I want to ? TakeFred home if he wants to go, and tell themthat Im all right, and mean to do my dutyand come back a credit to them. Mr. Rowes face was inscrutable, and Ipleaded harder. Youre an old navy man, you know, Rowe,I said, and if you recommended me to the cap-tain of one of these ships for a cabin-boy, Illbe bound theyd take me. Mr. Charles, said the old man earnestly, youcouldnt go for a cabin-boy ; you dont know- You think I cant rough it, I interruptedimpatiently, but try me, and see. I knowwhat Im after, I added consequentially,

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