Cap'n Abe, Storekeeper: A Story of Cape CodCooper, James A.
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Cap'n Abe, Storekeeper: A Story of Cape Cod
Cooper, James A.
Cape Cod (Mass.) -- Fiction
At first, as he lay in his "cabin," Cap'n Abe did not have much to
say--not even to Louise. But after a couple of days, on an occasion
when she was feeding him broth, he suddenly sputtered and put away the
spoon with a vexed gesture.
"What's the matter, Uncle Abram?" she asked him. "Isn't it good?"
"The soup's all right, Niece Louise. 'Tain't so fillin' as chowder, I
cal'late, but it'll keep a feller on deck for a spell. That ain't it.
I was just a-thinkin'."
"Of what?"
"Hi-mighty! It's all over, ain't it?" he said in desperation. "Can't
never bring forward Cap'n Am'zon again, can I? I _got_ to be Cap'n Abe
hereafter, whether I want to be or not. It's a turrible dis'pointment,
Louise--turrible!
"I ain't sorry I went out there in that boat. No. For I got your
father off, an' he'd been carried overboard if he'd been let stay in
them shrouds.
"But land sakes! I _did_ fancy bein' Cap'n Am'zon 'stead o' myself.
And the worst of it is, Niece Louise, I can't have nothin' new to tell
'bout Cap'n Am'zon's adventures. He's drowned, an' he can't never go
rovin' no more."
"But think of what you've done, Cap'n Abe," Louise urged. "You feared
the sea--and you overcame that fear. All your life you shrank from
venturing on the water; yet you went out in that lifeboat and played
the hero. Oh, I think it is fine, Cap'n Abe! It's wonderful!"
"Wonderful?" repeated Cap'n Abe. "P'r'aps 'tis. Mebbe I've been too
timid all my life. P'r'aps I could ha' been a sailor and cruised in
foreign seas if I'd just _had_ to.
"But mother allus was opposed. She kept talkin' against it when I was
a boy--and later, too. She told how scar't she was when Cap'n Josh and
the _Bravo_ went down in sight of her windows. And mebbe I ketched it
more from her talkin' than aught else.
"But I never realized that stress of circumstances could push me into
it an' make a man of me. I had a feelin' that I'd swoon away an' fall
right down in my tracks if I undertook to face such a sea as that was
t'other day.
"And see! Nothing of the kind happened! I knew I'd got to make good
Cap'n Am'zon's character, or not hold up my head in Cardhaven again. I
don't dispute I've been a hi-mighty liar, Niece Louise. But--but it's
sort o' made a man o' me for once, don't ye think?
"I dunno. Good comes out o' bad sometimes. Bitter from the sweet as
well. And when a man's got a repertation to maintain----There was that
feller Hanks, on the _Lunette_, out o' Nantucket. I've heard Cap'n
Am'zon tell it----"
"Cap'n Abe!" gasped Louise.
"Hi-mighty! There I go again," said the storekeeper mournfully. "You
can't teach an old dog new tricks--nor break him of them he's l'arned!"
Louise and her father remained at the store on the Shell Road until
Cap'n Abe was up and about again. Then they could safely leave him to
the ministrations of Betty Gallup.
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