The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume 12: In MotleyBierce, Ambrose
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The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume 12: In Motley
Bierce, Ambrose
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Jack Brily, which is the wicked sailor, he says one time him and the
captin of his ship and the bosen they went a shore on a savvage iland
for to look for coco nuts. While Jack was a little way from the captin
and the bosen the natif niggers they come and catched them fellers
and took them away and sinked the boat. Then they come back and run
towards Jack for to catch him too, but Jack he stood on his head and
made frightfle faces. So they said he was a god, and led him to their
king, which showed him great respeck and took his cloes off and had him
painted green and yellow, and set him on a clay throne and worshipt him
while he continude to make mouths frequent.
That night the natif niggers made a great feast of stew and Jack, which
set by the king said: “What is it made of?”
The king said: “It is horse, which is the noblest of birds.”
So Jack, which was mighty hungry, he took a big wood spoon and fished
round in the stew pot, and pretty soon brought up a lether belt, and a
shoe string, and a finger ring. Then he suddenly leeped to his feets
like a thing of life, and turned a hand spring, and roled his eyes
awful, and shouted: “Rash mortle! Horse is forbid to be et by gods, and
you have stewed it with the harness on! Fetch me some roasted munky
this minute, with the tail on, or I will make your nose grow to your
hand!”
Jack says he stayed on the iland 5 years and was fed so much munky that
when he excaped to a ship he scampered up the riggin and leeped from
mast to mast and chattered srill!
BEARS
Bears spend the winter in hollow logs and dont eat any thing till
they come out in the spring. One fine spring day a bear come out of a
farmers barn yard and the farmer he see him. Then the farmer said to
his boy: “Jim, you go and tackle that feller and we will have his hide.
He will be easy prey, for he is so thin that he cant cast a shadow.”
The boy said: “Of course Ile do it if you say so, but he is castin a
mighty black shaddow all the same.”
The farmer he said: “Non sense, that is the shadow of one of our calfs.
He has et it.”
One time me and Billy was to the Zoo, and Billy went to the bears den.
The bear sat up and made a lap and Billy he lit a fire cracker and
threw it in the bears lap. The bear looked down at the cracker, which
was a smokin in his fur, and then cocked his head, real knowin, much as
to say: “You cant fool me, that aint no pea nut.”
But when the cracker went off you never have saw such a crazy bear!
Fire crackers is fine, but give me the canons roar, and the chargers
nay, and the flags a floppin in the breez, and heaps of slain!
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