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Title: Spunyarn and spindrift : a sailor boy's log of a voyage out and home in a china tea-clipper
Year: 1886 (1880s)
Authors: Brown, Robert, fl. 1886-1890 Pritchett, R. T. (Robert Taylor), 1828-1907
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Publisher: London : Houlston
Contributing Library: University Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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ck,feeling terrible bad sure nough. There was lots of others hanging up all round me, and I knowed by the way they swung that I was aboard a ship, and at sea too. I went up on deck when I felt well enough to turnout, so as to find out what the caper was, and I seed I was aboard a man-o-war of some sort. They was just boarding the main-tack when I came up the ladder, the horriblest mob I ever did clap eyes on, and the decks was in a hawful state. Pigs and sheep tied up between the guns, heaps of vegetables, beef casks, gear and garbage of all descriptions scattered about everywhere.Two drunken men was quarrelling just abreast of the foremast, and when I passed, one of them hauled out a knife, and, before you could say Jack Robinson, he THE INDEPENDECIA. 75 drove it into the others breast right up to the hilt—through his heart, I suppose, for he let out a yell and fell back dead's a hammer. Thinks I, this here's a nice sort of packet, else I'm d—d! However, aft I went, picking my way along as best
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JACK GUDGEON ON BOARD THE INDEPENDENCIA. I could, and over the quarter was Long Island, a long ways off; so I knowed I was fairly booked. On the poop, with two or three others, I seed my precious friend—him as got me drugged ; but this time he was dressed in a blue mainsail-cut coat, with no roping round the foot, and bra^s buttons and epaulettes and all the rest of it. Hes the skipper of this ballahoo, thinks I, for certain. 76 SPUNYARN AND SPINDRIFT. There was a sentry—a sojer—standing at the break of the poop, with a gun, and his bayonet fixed on the end. He tried to stop me from going further aft, and stood there jabbering something, and at last I got wild. Out of the road, I says, you herrin'-gutted guffey! and with that I got hold of his gun and hove it in the scuppers, and then I fisted him and slung him down on the main-deck, where he laid all of a heap singing out for Santa somebody. Right aft I goes to where the officers was standing,and they was all laughing to see my little diff

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