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captains courageous-第6部分

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oily water and sighed a weird whistling sigh。 Harvey started back
with a shout; but Dan only laughed。

〃Grampus;〃 said he。 〃Beggin' fer fish…heads。 They up…eend the way
when they're hungry。 Breath on him like the doleful tombs; hain't
he?〃 A horrible stench of decayed fish filled the air as the pillar of
white sank; and the water bubbled oilily。 〃Hain't ye never seen a
grampus up…eend before? You'll see 'em by hundreds 'fore ye're
through。 Say; it's good to hev a boy aboard again。 Otto was too old;
an' a Dutchy at that。 Him an' me we fought consid'ble。 'Wouldn't
ha' keered fer that ef he'd hed a Christian tongue in his head。
Sleepy?〃

〃Dead sleepy;〃 said Harvey; nodding forward。

〃Mustn't sleep on watch。 Rouse up an' see ef our anchor…light's
bright an' shinin'。 You're on watch now; Harve。〃

〃Pshaw! What's to hurt us? 'Bright's day。 Sn…orrr!〃

〃Jest when things happen; Dad says。 Fine weather's good sleepin';
an' 'fore you know; mebbe; you're cut in two by a liner; an'
seventeen brass…bound officers; all gen'elmen; lift their hand to it
that your lights was aout an' there was a thick fog。 Harve; I've
kinder took to you; but ef you nod onet more I'll lay into you with a
rope's end。〃

The moon; who sees many strange things on the Banks; looked
down on a slim youth in knickerbockers and a red jersey;
staggering around the cluttered decks of a seventy…ton schooner;
while behind him; waving a knotted rope; walked; after the manner
of an executioner; a boy who yawned and nodded between the
blows he dealt。

The lashed wheel groaned and kicked softly; the riding…sail slatted
a little in the shifts of the light wind; the windlass creaked; and the
miserable procession continued。 Harvey expostulated; threatened;
whimpered; and at last wept outright; while Dan; the words
clotting on his tongue; spoke of the beauty of watchfulness and
slashed away with the rope's end; punishing the dories as often as
he hit Harvey。 At last the clock in the cabin struck ten; and upon
the tenth stroke little Penn crept on deck。 He found two boys in
two tumbled heaps side by side on the main hatch; so deeply
asleep that he actually rolled them to their berths。

CHAPTER  III

It was the forty…fathom slumber that clears the soul and eye and
heart; and sends you to breakfast ravening。 They emptied a big tin
dish of juicy fragments of fish…the blood…ends the cook had
collected overnight。 They cleaned up the plates and pans of the
elder mess; who were out fishing; sliced pork for the midday meal;
swabbed down the foc'sle; filled the lamps; drew coal and water
for the cook; and investigated the fore…hold; where the boat's stores
were stacked。 It was another perfect day…soft; mild; and clear; and
Harvey breathed to the very bottom of his lungs。

More schooners had crept up in the night; and the long blue seas
were full of sails and dories。 Far away on the horizon; the smoke of
some liner; her hull invisible; smudged the blue; and to eastward a
big ship's top…gallant sails; just lifting; made a square nick in it。
Disko Troop was smoking by the roof of the cabin~ne eye on the
craft around; and the other on the little fly at the main…mast…head。

〃When Dad kerfiummoxes that way;〃 said Dan in a whisper; 〃he's
doin' some high…line thinkin' fer all hands。 I'll lay my wage an'
share we'll make berth soon。 Dad he knows the cod; an' the Fleet
they know Dad knows。 'See 'em comm' up one by one; lookin' fer
nothin' in particular; o' course; but scrowgin' on us all the time?
There's the Prince Leboo; she's a Chat…ham boat。 She's crep' up
sence last night。 An' see that big one with a patch in her foresail an'
a new jib? She's the Carrie Pitman from West Chat…ham。 She won't
keep her canvas long onless her luck's changed since last season。
She don't do much 'cep' drift。 There ain't an anchor made 'II hold
her。 。 。 。 When the smoke puffs up in little rings like that; Dad's
studyin' the fish。 Ef we speak to him now; he'll git mad。 Las' time I
did; he jest took an' hove a boot at me。〃

Disko Troop stared forward; the pipe between his teeth; with eyes
that saw nothing。 As his son said; he was studying the fish…pitting
his knowledge and experience on the Banks against the roving cod
in his own sea。 He accepted the presence of the inquisitive
schooners on the horizon as a compliment to his powers。 But now
that it was paid; he wished to draw away and make his berth alone;
till it was time to go up to the Virgin and fish in the streets of that
roaring town upon the waters。 So Disko Troop thought of recent
weather; and gales; currents; food…supplies; and other domestic
arrangements; from the point of view of a twenty…pound cod; was;
in fact; for an hour a cod himself; and looked remarkably like one。
Then he removed the pipe from his teeth。

〃Dad;〃 said Dan; 〃we've done our chores。 Can't we go overside a
piece? It's good catchin' weather。〃

〃Not in that cherry…coloured rig ner them ha'af baked brown shoes。
Give him suthin' fit to wear。〃

〃Dad's pleased…that settles it;〃 said Dan; delightedly; dragging
Harvey into the cabin; while Troop pitched a key down the steps。
〃Dad keeps my spare rig where he kin overhaul it; 'cause Ma sez
I'm keerless。〃 He rummaged through a locker; and in less than
three minutes Harvey was adorned with fisherman's rubber boots
that came half up his thigh; a heavy blue jersey well darned at the
elbows; a pair of nippers; and a sou'wester。

〃Naow ye look somethin' like;〃 said Dan。 〃Hurry!〃

〃Keep nigh an' handy;〃 said Troop 〃an' don't go visitin' racund the
Fleet。 If any one asks you what I'm cal'latin' to do; speak the
truth…fer ye don't know。〃

A little red dory; labelled Hattie S。; lay astern of the schooner。 Dan
hauled in the painter; and dropped lightly on to the bottom boards;
while Harvey tumbled clumsily after。

〃That's no way o' gettin' into a boat;〃 said Dan。 〃Ef there was any
sea you'd go to the bottom; sure。 You got to learn to meet her。〃

Dan fitted the thole…pins; took the forward thwart and watched
Harvey's work。 The boy had rowed; in a lady…like fashion; on the
Adirondack ponds; but there is a difference between squeaking
pins and well…balanced ruflocks…light sculls and stubby; eight…foot
sea…oars。 They stuck in the gentle swell; and Harvey grunted。

〃Short! Row short!〃 said Dan。 〃Ef you cramp your oar in any kind
o' sea you're liable to turn her over。 Ain't she a daisy? Mine; too。〃

The little dory was specklessly clean。 In her bows lay a tiny
anchor; two jugs of water; and some seventy fathoms of thin;
brown dory…roding。 A tin dinner…horn rested in cleats just under
Harvey's right hand; beside an ugly…looking maul; a short gaff; and
a shorter wooden stick。 A couple of lin~; with very heavy leads
and double cod…hooks; all neatly coiled on square reels; were stuck
in their place by the gunwale。

〃Where's the sail and mast?〃 said Harvey; for his hands were
beginning to blister。

Dan chuckled。 〃Ye don't sail fishin'…dories much。 Ye pull; but ye
needn't pull so hard。 Don't you wish you owned her?〃

〃Well; I gtiess my father might give me one or two if I asked 'em;〃
Harvey replied。 He had been too busy to think much of his family
till then。

〃That's so。 I forgot your dad's a millionaire。 You don't act
rnillionary any; naow。 But a dory an' craft an' gear〃…Dan spoke as
though she were a whaleboat …〃costs a heap。 Think your dad 'u'd
give you one fer…fer a pet like?〃

〃Shouldn't wonder。 It would be 'most the ouly thing I haven't stuck
him for yet。〃

'Must be an expensive kinder kid to home。 Don't slitheroo thet
way; Harve。 Short's the trick; because no sea's ever dead still; an'
the swells 'il~〃

Crack! The loom of the oar kicked Harvey under the chin and
knocked him backwards。

〃That was what I was goin' to say。 I hed to learn too; but I wasn't
more than eight years old when I got my schoolin'。〃

Harvey regained his seat with aching jaws and a frown。

〃No good gettin' mad at things; Dad says。 It's our own fault ef we
can't handle 'em; he says。 Le's try here。 Manuel 'll give us the
water。〃

The 〃Portugee〃 was rocking fully a mile away; but when Dan
up…ended an oar he waved his left arm three times。

〃Thirty fathom;〃 said Dan; stringing a salt clam on to the hook。
〃Over with the doughboys。 Bait same's I do; Harvey; an' don't snarl
your reel。〃

Dan's line was out long before Harvey had mastered the mystery of
baiting and heaving out the leads。 The dory drifted along easily。 It
was not worth while to anchor till they were sure of good ground。

〃Here we come!〃 Dan shouted; and a shower of spray rattled on
Harvey's shoulders as a big cod flapped and kicked alongside。
〃Muckie; Harvey; muckle! Under your hand! Onick!〃

Evidently 〃muckle〃 could not be the dinner…horn; so Harvey passed
over the maul; and Dan scientifically stunned the fish before he
pulled it inboard; and wrenched out the hook with the short
wooden stick he called a 〃go~stick。〃 Then Harvey felt a tug; and
pulled up zealously。

〃Why; these are strawberries!〃 he shouted。 〃Look!〃

The hook had fouled among a bunch of strawberries; red on one
side and white on the other…perfect reproductions of the land fruit;
except that there were no leaves; and the stem was all pipy and
slimy。

〃Don't tech 'em。 Slat 'em off。 Don't

The warning came too late。 Harvey had picked them from the
hook; and was admiring them。

〃Ouch!〃 he cried; for his fingers throbbed as though he had
grasped many nettles。

〃Nnow ye know what strawberry…bottom means。 Nothin' 'cep' fish
should be teched with the naked fingers; Dad says。 Slat 'em off
agin the guunel; an' bait up; Harve。 Lookin' won't help any。 It's all
in the wages。〃

Harvey smiled at the thought of his ten and a half dollars a month;
and wondered what his mother would say if she could see him
hanging over the edge of a fishing…dory in mid…ocean。 She suffered
agonies whenever he went out on Saranac Lake; and; by the way;
Harvey remembered distinctly that he used to laugh at her
annieties。 Suddenly the line flashed through his hand; stinging
even through the 〃nippers;〃 the woolen cirdets supposed to protect
it。

〃He's a logy。 Give him room accordin' to his strength;〃 cried Dan。
〃I'll
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