SIMPSON, MYSELF AND THE PERSONAGE. 119 



Those various men Jacks were at that time 

 afloat in their whale-boats, and now they made for 

 a ship near by. The light had nearly faded away, 

 but we could still see them. In fact, we could 

 see the whole Bay of Conception, and the " long, 

 black land " six miles away across the harbor. 



" Well," said Rudder, " s'pose the old man'll 

 keep us a-soakin 5 this here riggin' a good haour 

 more, blast 'im ! " 



"Then, Rudder," said I, "tell me how that 

 fight came out. I don't know a thing that hap- 

 pened after I was hit." 



" Well," said Rudder, " 'tain't no great twister. 

 Chilenos an' mobs an' Dago police, an' the steward 

 o' that there Ganges, that's jest naow a-bunkin' 

 in Granny's wash-tub there, stuck in his blazin' 

 innards an' took to the haw-spittle, an' not a 

 blamed stitch o' liberty for them sweet, lob-lolly 

 boys sence ! Them's the facts, boy." 



" And what do you think now of that big 

 Chileno Personage — duke, baron, earl — some 

 such nabob ? " 



"Not by a jugfull ! That there rainbow dandy, 

 so says Slush Dooley (an' he's knocked araoun' 

 Talky-wanno nigh onto a twelve-month), that 

 there rainbow dandy, says he, why, he's just a 

 darned old farmer. Them togs is what they wear 



