Frank on the Lower Mississippi by [pseud.] Harry Castlemon
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office, and so busy that he hardly knew what he was about, spoke in a
sharp tone: "'Orderly, pull off those squeaking boots!' "'It isn't me, sir.' said the orderly; 'it's a gentleman out here waiting to see you, sir.' "'Then send him in--send him in at once, so that I can get rid of that noise.' "The man was accordingly shown into the presence of the captain, while I listened with both ears to hear what was said. "'Mornin', cap'in,' he began; 'I reckon I'm here on time.' "'Time! what time? What do you want?' inquired the captain, who always spoke very fast, as though he were in a hurry to get through with what he had to say. 'What do you want, my good man. Be lively now.' "'Why, cap'in, I come here to get that appointment for my son in this ere navy.' "'Appointment! For your son!' repeated the captain. 'Who is he? I never heard of him.' "'Wal, really now, cap'in, I'll be shot if you didn't tell me last night that you would make my son an officer. The wages are good, I hear, an' as I've a debt to pay off on the farm'-- |
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