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I yeVe the broth of a boy , to take your on Id fader ' s coats , and lave himself to go all the way to Kallymard in his shirt sleeves this blessed night , and the blowing and the snowing that there is , ' said Teddy Disney . But Ju 3 tin still reeled , and laughed , and capered . ' Can ' t you be quite , you Homadhaun , ' and Teddy
(seized him by the arm , suspended the coat-whirl , dragged him to the port , and held him with a grip by the scruff o' the neck of him , ' and thus compelled him to look . There was the old man sitting with his head bowed down to his knees , his face buried in his palms : the boatman with a dudeen in his mouth lying on hia oars . ' Look at your owld father , you Judas of a baste , and see him breakin his heart in his shirt sleeves , and all for the likes o '
you . Justin was perfectly passive under this , and after the other had withdrawn his grip , remained in a fixed gaze , till his head dropped on the gun . He then stood in board , for awhile stupified , then groaned , or rather shrieked , Och hone ! ' and fixing his hands on the break of the forecastle , sprung on deck , over the hammock netting , and into the forechains , and set up a cry so ludicrous , but so wild , so heart-piercing , I will not attempt to
describe it . He was on his knees calling to his father to come back and take the coats , while he still hugged them to his breast as a mother presses her child in the fear of its being torn from her . c , fader , fader , come and have your coats again , you'll be perished , so you will : ' then followed some ejaculations in Irish ,
and ' Oh , blessed mother of Jasus ! and was I after robbing my poor fader , and laving his ould bones to be freezed in the snow , after all as I have done to break his heart . ' By this time the (boat had drawn sufficiently near to admit of the coats being thrown in , but the old man waved his hand in refusal , saying , Keep them , darlin ! I won ' t want them ; I ' m all over warrum now T
Justin threw them into the boat , stripped off his jacket , it followed the coats ; then his shirt , that went too , and lastly his trousers ; then thrust his body through the port , dropped upon the main deck , ran forward , and crouched naked in the man ger between the cables . ' Boatswain ' s mate , start that fellow aft here , ' called
the officer from the quarter-deck . The boatswain ' s mate went forward for that purpose , and laid hold of Justin by the shoulder , but he slipped like an eel out of his hands , and crouched against the bows on his hams , so that the rope ' s end could not reach his back . At length Justin was grappled and dragged forth , but he slipped away again , and in an instant was through the bowport :
splash he fell into the water , and swam to the boat in which his father was . He scrambled over her gunnel , and there knelt naked to the old man , who clasped him in his arms , till a boat from the ship separated them . This was the last time the father and son saw each other , except in dreams , for Justin was killed three y ^ ars after . We had been lying in the cove for about six weeks , while
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Autobiography of Pel . Verjuice . 81
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1834, page 31, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2629/page/31/
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