Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. a Story for Young People by Oliver Optic
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"I should have taken in sail long ago if I had thought the captain didn't know enough to come on deck when there was a squall coming up," replied Lawry. "I don't want nothin' more of you." "And I don't want anything more of you," added Lawry smartly. "I've got almost home." "What do you s'pose I'm goin' to do here, eighty mile from Whitehall, with the mainsail blowed clean out?" snarled Captain John, as he followed Lawry. "Mind your vessel better than you have, I hope." "Don't be sassy, boy." "You needn't growl at me because you neglected your duty. I did mine. I was casting off the halyards when the squall came." "Why didn't you do it before? That's what I want to know." "I had no orders from the captain. Men on board a vessel don't take in sail till they are told to do so. When I saw the squall coming, half an hour ago, I let you know it; that was all I had to do with it." "I don't want you in this vessel; you are too smart for me," continued Captain John. |
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