The Maid of SkerBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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The Maid of Sker
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Foundlings -- Fiction; Romance fiction; Wales -- Fiction
any heed whatever of roars, or even kicks, I took a piece of holy-stone,
and after a rinsing of soda upon her, I cleaned down her planking to
such a degree that our admiral might have inspected her. She was clean
enough for a captain's daughter before, and dandy-trimmed more than need
have been for a little craft built to be only a coaster. But now when
her yelling had done her good, and her Sunday frock was shipped, and her
black hair spanked with a rose-coloured ribbon, and the smiles flowed
into her face again with the sense of all this smartness, Sir Philip
himself would have thought her consistent with the owner of five pounds
sterling.
And as touching the money itself, and the honesty rightly expected from
me, although the sum now in my hands was larger than it ever yet had
pleased the Lord to send me, for out and out my own, nevertheless there
was no such thing as leading me astray about it. And this was the more
to my credit, because that power of evil, who has more eyes than all the
angels put together, or, at any rate, keeps them wider open, he came
aft, seeing how the wind was, and planted his hoof within half a plank
of the tiller of my conscience. But I heaved him overboard at once, and
laid my course with this cargo of gold, exactly as if it were shipper's
freight, under bond and covenant. Although, in downright common-sense,
having Bunny for my grandchild, I also possessed beyond any doubt
whatever belonged to Bunny; just as the owner of a boat owns the oars
and rudder also. And the same held true, as most people would think,
concerning Bardie's property; for if I had not saved her life, how could
she have owned any?
So far, however, from dealing thus, I not only kept all their money for
them, but invested it in the manner which seemed to be most for their
interest. To this intent I procured a book for three halfpence (paid out
of mine own pocket), wherein I declared a partnership, and established a
fishing association, under the name, style, and description of "Bardie,
Bunny, Llewellyn, and Co." To this firm I contributed not only my
industry and skill, but also nets, tackle, rods and poles, hooks and
corks, and two kettles for bait, and a gridiron fit to land and cook
with; also several well-proven pipes, and a perfectly sound tobacco-box.
Every one of these items, and many others, I entered in the ledger of
partnership; and Mother Jones, being strange to much writing, recorded
her mark at the bottom of it (one stroke with one hand and one with the
other), believing it to be my testament, with an Amen coming after it.
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