It was a full half hour before I saw him coming back along the path; but now he no longer strutted7 with proud determination. Instead, his whole stout8 little body drooped9 despondently10; his hat was thrust back from his forehead, and upon his deeply wrinkled face stood big drops of perspiration11.
“Sam,” said he, standing12 before me with a rather sheepish air, “I were wrong, an’ I beg your pardon. That woman ain’t no she-tiger. I mis-stated the case. She’s a she-devil!”
The words were laden13 with disgust and indignation. Uncle Naboth drew out his gorgeous handkerchief and wiped his face with it. Then he dropped upon the bench and pushed his big hands deep into his capacious pockets, with the air of a man crushed and defeated.
I sighed.
“Then she refused to give up the property?”
“Give up? She’d die first. Why, Sam, the critter tried to brain me with a gridiron! Almost, my boy, you was an orphan14 agin. He who fights an’ runs away may n’t get much credit for it, but he’s a durned sight safer ner a dead man. The Perkinses was allus a reckless crew; but sooner ’n face that female agin I’d tackle a mad bull!”
“Won’t the law help us?” I asked.
“The law!” cried Mr. Perkins, in a voice of intense horror. “W’y, Sam, the law’s more to be dreaded15 than a woman. It’s an invention of the devil to keep poor mortals from becomin’ too happy in this ’ere vale o’ tears. My boy, if ye ever has to choose between the law an’ a woman, my advice is to commit suicide at once. It’s quicker an’ less painful.”
“But the law stands for justice,” I protested.
“That’s the bluff16 it puts up,” said Uncle Naboth, “but it ain’t so. An’ where’s your proof agin Mrs. Ranck, anyhow? Cap’n Steele foolishly put the house in her name. If she ain’t honest enough to give it up, no one can take it from her. An’ he kep’ secret about the fortune that was left in his room, so we can’t describe the things you’ve been robbed of. Altogether, it’s jest a hopeless case. The she-devil has made up her mind to inherit your fortune, an’ you can’t help yourself.”
As I stared into the little man’s face the tears came into my eyes and blurred17 my sight. He thrust the red handkerchief into my hand, and I quickly wiped away the traces of unmanly weakness. And when I could see plainly again my uncle was deeply involved in one of his fits of silent merriment, and his shoulders were shaking spasmodically. I waited for him to cough and choke, which he proceeded to do before regaining18 his gravity. The attack seemed to have done him good, for he smiled at my disturbed expression and laid a kindly19 hand on my shoulder.
“Run up to the house, my lad, an’ get your bundle of clothes,” he said. “I’ll be here when you get back. Don’t worry over what’s gone. I’ll take care o’ you, hereafter.”
I gave him a grateful glance and clasped his big, horny hands in both my own.
“Thank you, uncle,” said I; “I don’t know what would have become of me if you had not turned up just as you did.”
“Lucky; wasn’t it, Sam? But run along and get your traps.”
I obeyed, walking slowly and thoughtfully back to the house. When I tried to raise the latch20 I found the door locked.
“Mrs. Ranck!” I called. “Mrs. Ranck, let me in, please. I’ve come for my clothes.”
There was no answer. I rattled21 the latch, but all in vain. So I sat down upon the steps of the porch, wondering what I should do. It was a strange and unpleasant sensation, to find myself suddenly barred from the house in which I had been born and wherein I had lived all my boyhood days. It was only my indignation against this selfish and hard old woman that prevented me from bursting into another flood of tears, for my nerves were all unstrung by the events of the past few hours. However, anger held all other passion in check for the moment, and I was about to force an entrance through the side window, as I had done on several occasions before, when the sash of the window in my own attic22 room was pushed up and a bundle was projected from it with such good aim that it would have struck my head, had I not instinctively23 dodged24 it.
Mrs. Ranck’s head followed the bundle far enough to cast a cruel and triumphant25 glance into my upturned face.
“There’s your duds. Take ’em an’ go, you ongrateful wretch26!” she yelled. “An’ don’t ye let me see your face again until you come to pay me the money you owes for your keepin’.”
“No, no, no!” she screamed, in a fury. “Do ye want to rob me of everything? Ain’t you satisfied to owe me four hundred dollars a’ready?”
“I——I’d like some keepsake of father’s,” I persisted, well knowing this would be my last chance to procure28 it. “You may keep the watch, if you’ll give me the ring.”
“I’ll keep ’m both,” she retorted. “You’ll get nothin’ more out’n me, now or never!”
Then she slammed down the window, and refused to answer by a word my further pleadings. So finally I picked up the bundle and, feeling miserable29 and sick at heart, followed the path back to the little grove30.
“It didn’t take you very long, but that’s all the better,” said my uncle, shutting his clasp-knife with a click and then standing up to brush the chips from his lap. “We two ’ll go to the tavern31, an’ talk over our future plans.”
Silently I walked by the side of Naboth Perkins until we came to the village. I knew everyone in the little town, and several of the fishermen and sailors met me with words of honest sympathy for my loss. Captain Steele had been the big man of Batteraft, beloved by all who knew him despite his reserved nature, and these simple villagers, rude and uneducated but kindly hearted, felt that in his death they had lost a good friend and a neighbor of whom they had always been proud. Not one of them would have refused assistance to Captain Steele’s only son; but they were all very poor, and it was lucky for me that Uncle Naboth had arrived so opportunely32 to befriend me.
Having ordered a substantial dinner of the landlord of “The Rudder,” Mr. Perkins gravely invited me to his private room for a conference, and I climbed the rickety stairs in his wake.
The chamber33 was very luxurious34 in my eyes, with it’s rag carpet and high-posted bed, its wash-stand and rocking-chair. I could not easily withhold35 my deference36 to the man who was able to hire it, and removing my cap I sat upon the edge of the bed while Uncle Naboth took possession of the rocking-chair and lighted a big briar pipe.
Having settled himself comfortably by putting his feet upon the sill of the open window, he remarked:
“Now, Sam, my lad, we’ll talk it all over.”
“Very well, sir,” I replied, much impressed.
“In the first place, I’m your father’s partner, as I said afore. Some years ago the Cap’n found he had more money ’n he could use in his own business, an’ I’d saved up a bit myself, to match it. So we put both together an’ bought a schooner37 called the ‘Flipper’, w’ich I’m free to say is the best boat, fer its size an’ kind, that ever sailed the Pacific.”
“The Pacific!”
“Naterally. Cap’n Steele on the Atlantic, an’ Cap’n Perkins on the Pacific. In that way we divided up the world between us.” He stopped to wink38, here, and began his silent chuckle39; but fortunately he remembered the importance of the occasion and refrained from carrying it to the choking stage. “I s’pose your father never said naught40 to you about this deal o’ ours, any more ’n he did to that she-bandit up at the house. An’ its lucky he didn’t, or the critter ’d be claimin’ the ‘Flipper’, too, an’ then you an’ I’d be out of a job!”
“Howsomever, the ‘Flipper’ is still in statute42 ko, an’ thank heaven fer that! I made sev’ral voyages in her to Australy, that turned out fairly profitably, an’ brought the Cap’n an’ me some good bits o’ money. So last year we thought we’d tackle the Japan trade, that seemed to be lookin’ up. It looked down agin as soon as I struck the pesky shores, an’ a month ago I returned to ’Frisco a sadder an’ a wiser man. Not that the losses was so great, Sam, you understand; but the earnin’s wasn’t enough to buy a shoe-string.
“So I sailed cross-lots to Batteraft to consult with my partner, which is Cap’n Steele, as to our next voyage, an’ the rest o’ the story you know as well as I do. Your father bein’ out o’ the firm, from no fault o’ his’n, his son is his nateral successor. So I take it that hereafter we’ll have to consult together.”
My amazed expression amused him exceedingly, but I found it impossible just then to utter a single word. Uncle Naboth did not seem to expect me to speak, for after lighting43 his pipe again he continued, with an air of great complacency:
“It mought be said that, as you’re a minor44, I stands as your rightful guardeen, an’ have a right to act for you ’til you come of age. On the other hand, you mought claim that, bein’ a partner, your size an’ age don’t count, an’ you’ve a right to be heard. Howsomever, we won’t go to law about it, Sam. The law’s onreliable. Sometimes it’s right, an’ mostly it’s wrong; but it ain’t never to be trusted by an honest man. If you insist on dictatin’ what this partnership’s goin’ to do, you’ll probably run it on a rock in two jerks of a lamb’s tail, for you haven’t got the experience old Cap’n Steele had; but if you’re satisfied to let me take the tiller, an’ steer45 you into harbor, why, I’ll accept the job an’ do the best I can at it.”
“Uncle Naboth,” I replied, earnestly, “had you not been an honest man I would never have known you were my father’s partner, or that he had any interest in your business. But you’ve been more than honest. You’ve been kind to me; and I am only too glad to trust you in every way.”
“Well spoke46, lad!” cried Mr. Perkins, slapping his knee delightedly. “It’s what I had a right to expect in poor Mary’s boy. We’re sure to get along, Sam, and even if I don’t make you rich, you’ll never need a stout friend while your Uncle Nabe is alive an’ kickin’!”
Then we both stood up, and shook hands with great solemnity, to seal the bargain. After which my friend and protector returned to his rocker and once more stretched his feet across the window sill.
“How much property belongs to me, Uncle?” I asked.
“We never drew up any papers. Cap’n Steele knew as he could trust me, an’ so papers wa’n’t necessary. He owned one-third interest in the ‘Flipper’, an’ supplied one half the money to carry on the trade. That made it mighty47 hard to figure out the profits, so we gen’ly lumped it, to save brain-work. Of course your father’s been paid all his earnin’s after each voyage was over, so accounts is settled up to the Japan trip. Probably the money I gave him was in the sea-chest, an’ that old she-pirate up to the house grabbed it with the other things. The Japan voyage was a failure, as I told you; but there’s about a thousand dollars still comin’ to the Cap’n—which means it’s comin’ to you, Sam—an’ the ship’s worth a good ten thousand besides.”
I tried to think what that meant to me.
“It isn’t a very big sum of money, is it, Uncle?” I asked, diffidently.
“That depends on how you look at it,” he answered. “Big oaks from little acorns48 grow, you know. If you leave the matter to me, I’ll try to make that thousand sprout49 considerable, before you come of age.”
“Of course I’ll leave it to you,” said I. “And I am very grateful for your kindness, sir.”
“Don’t you turn your gratitude50 loose too soon, Sam. I may land your fortunes high an’ dry on the rocks, afore I’ve got through with ’em. But if I do it won’t be on purpose, an’ we’ll sink or swim together. An’ now, that bein’ as good as settled, the next thing to argy is what you’re a-goin’ to do while I’m sailin’ the seas an’ making money for you.”
“What would you suggest?” I asked.
“Well, some folks might think you ought to have more schoolin’. How old are you?”
“Sixteen, sir.”
“Can you read an’ write, an’ do figgers?”
“Oh, yes; I’ve finished the public school course,” I replied, smiling at the simple question.
“Then I guess you’ve had study enough, my lad, and are ready to go to work. I never had much schoolin’ myself, but I’ve managed to hold my own in the world, in spite of the way letters an’ figgers mix up when I look at ’em. Not but what eddication is a good thing; but all eddication don’t lay in schools. Rubbin’ against the world is what polishes up a man, an’ the feller that keeps his eyes open can learn somethin’ new every day. To be open with you, Sam, I need you pretty bad on the ‘Flipper’, to keep the books an’ look after the accounts, an’ do writin’ an’ spellin’ when letters has to be writ51. On the last trip I put in four days hard work, writin’ a letter that was only three lines long. An’ I’m blamed if the landsman I sent it to didn’t telegraph me for a translation. So, if you’re willin’ to ship with the firm of Perkins & Steele, I’ll make you purser an’ chief clerk.”
“I should like that!” I answered, eagerly.
“Then the second p’int’s settled. There’s only one more. The ‘Flipper’ is lyin’ in the harbor at ’Frisco. When shall we join her, lad?”
“I’m ready now, sir.”
“Good. I’ve ordered a wagon52 to carry us over to the railroad station at four o’clock, so ye see I had a pretty good idea beforehand what sort o’ stuff Mary’s boy was made of. Now let’s go to dinner.”
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