"captains Courageous"; A Story of the Grand Banks
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General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1897 Original Publisher: B. Tauchnitz Subjects: Children of the rich Saltwater fishing Fishing boats Teenage boys Rescues Fishers Grand Banks of Newfoundland Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Book...
MoreGeneral Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1897 Original Publisher: B. Tauchnitz Subjects: Children of the rich Saltwater fishing Fishing boats Teenage boys Rescues Fishers Grand Banks of Newfoundland Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: 20 CAPTAINS COURAGEOUS. "You'll hev to wait till you see your pa, to reward me, then?" "A hundred and thirty-four dollars -- all stolen," said Harvey, hunting wildly through his pockets. "Give them back." A curious change flitted across old Troop's hard face. "What might you have been doin' at your time o' life with one hundred an' thirty-four dollars, young feller?" "It was part of my pocket-money -- for a month." This Harvey thought would be a knock-down blow, and it was -- indirectly. "Oh! One hundred and thirty-four dollars is only part of his pocket-money -- for one month only! You don't remember hittin' anything when you fell over, do you? Crack agin a stanchion, le's say? Old man Hasken o' the East Wind" -- Troop seemed to be talking to himself -- "he tripped on a hatch an' butted the mainmast with his head -- hardish. 'Baout three weeks afterwards, old man Hasken he would hev it that the East Wind was a commerce- destroyin' man-o'-war, an' so he declared war on Sable Island because it was Bridish, an' the shoals run aout too far. They sewed him up in a bed-bag, his head an' feet appearin', fer the rest o' the trip, an' now he's to home in Essex playin' with little rag dolls." Harvey choked with rage, but Troop went on consolingly: "We're sorry fer you. We're very sorry fer you -- an' so young. We won't say no more abaout the money, I guess." '"Course you won't. You stole it." "Suit yourself. We stole it ef it's any comfort to y...
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