ut all you
want aboard ship."
The captain shook his head.
"It's a long time since you were on active service, Strake."
"Active sarvice, captain! Why, I was on active sarvice when the admiral
hailed me; and, I tell you, I never felt more fit for work in my life.
Course I'd like to be your bo'sun, captain, but don't you stand 'bout
that. You take me, and I'll sarve you afore the mast as good and true
as if I was warrant officer once more. You've knowed me a lot o' years,
Sir Thomas; say a good word for me."
"I'll say you're a good fellow, Strake, and a first-class sailor," said
the admiral.
"For which I thank ye kindly, sir. But you don't say a word for a man,
Master Syd. I know I've cut up rough with you, sir, often over plums
and chyce pears as I wanted to save for the dessart, but my 'art's been
allus right for you, my lad, and never a bit o' sorrow till I see you
flying in the master's face and not wantin' to sarve the King. You
won't bear malice, sir, and 'atred in yer 'art. Say a good word."
"Yes, Barney. Do take him, father."
"It is a question of duty and of the man's ability. Look here, Strake,
if I say no, it's because I fear that you would not be smart enough at
your age. It is not a question of the will to serve."
"I should think not, sir. Why, you won't have a man of your crew more
willing to sarve you right."
"I know that; but the activity and smartness?"
"Activity, sir? Why, I'm as light as a feather, sir, and I'd run up the
ratlines and away aloft and clap my hand on the main-truck long afore
some o' your youngsters."
"Well, Strake, I'll take you."
"Why--"
"Stop a moment. It must be with the understanding that you undertake
anything I set you to do, for there may be a good boatswain aboard."
"Right, sir; any thing's my work. I'll see about my kit at once."
"Syd, you shall go with me, unless you would like to wait for a chance
on another ship."
"No, father, I'll go with you," cried Syd. "And what about Pan?"
"He can come," said the captain. "Now leave me with your uncle, I want
to talk to him at once."
A complete change seemed to have come over Barney as he made for the
open window, not walking as usual, but in a light trot upon his toes, as
if he were once more on the deck of a ship; and as soon as he was in the
garden and out of sight of the window, he folded his arms and began to
evince his delight by breaking into the first few steps of a hornpipe.
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