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yourself, porpoise; we '11 not join you. 

 We want to see the birds we shoot at to- 

 day. Come, Adam, lay on your hot bis- 

 cuit and eggs and bacon, and Doctor," 

 to Bradley, " you pou* 1 out that most 

 delicious coffee. I '11 serve the food, and 

 the Captain shall do nothing but warm 

 up and eat." 



"Oh, Lord, Captain Grieb!" cried 

 poor Corbin; "hear 'em now they '11 

 not join me in the rum ! No wonder 

 they drank double their share afore I was 

 up, I swear it ; and your boy will tell you 

 so, too; he saw 'em as well as I. Darn 

 your false temperance, you two darn 

 your sly gulping! Darn your every 

 thought ! I 'd a sight rather be a soak 

 though, by my true word, I 'm not than 

 be a drinker on the sly, and a liar, too. 

 Oh, Captain, don't believe 'em. I drink 

 but little, and that in the open, but these 

 two are the real soaking kind ; they drink 

 when no one 's looking." 



And Corbin's little eyes sparkled like 



