Sonnie-Boy's People. James B. Connolly
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James B. Connolly
Sonnie-Boy's People
Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4064066147297
Table of Contents
HOW THEY GOT THE "HATTIE RENNISH"
THE BATTLE-CRUISE OF THE "SVEND FOYN"
ILLUSTRATIONS
| "Look here, Sonnie-Boy. Here's a man says your papa is the greatest man ever was in his line" | Frontispiece |
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| "And of course your brother is laying great plans to assure his future?" | 6 |
| "That two-faced chairman of yours—he never tipped me off you could fight any way except with your hands." | 90 |
| The Orion proved to us that she was faster off the wind than we were by rounding Cape Cod before us. | 156 |
| It was Drislane she had, his head cuddled on her knees till the tug came and got us. | 164 |
| "Just then one came right under her forefoot and another under her counter. And I looks back to the gunboat." | 226 |
| The strangers out with revolvers, back my men into the fo'c's'le, and lock them in. | 268 |
| 'Twas me she walked home with. | 276 |
SONNIE-BOY'S PEOPLE
The man with the gold-headed cane had been headed for the cottage, but espying the boy at the water's edge, he changed his course. He crept to within a few paces of the lad before he hailed: "Halloo, little boy! I'll bet I know who your papa is."
The boy looked casually around. Seeing that it was a stranger, he faced about and stood respectfully erect.
"Mr. Welkie's little boy, aren't you?"
"Yes, sir. But I'm 'most six."
"Oh-h, I see—a big boy now. But what have you got there?"
The boy held up the toy steamer with which he had been playing.
"Oh-h, I see now. What are you going to do with it?"
The boy looked sidewise out to where in the bay a fleet of battle-ships were lying to anchor.
"Load it with sugar and pineapples, and ship 'em to the States, are you?"
"But it's a gun-ship. See—where the turrets 'n' the fighting-tops will be when papa makes them."
"Oh! and so you want to be a great merchant?"
"I want to be a fighter"—articulating slowly and distinctly—"on a big gun-ship."
"Well, if ever you do, little man, I'll bet you'll be a game one, too. Is your papa home?"
"No, sir, but Aunt Marie is."
"And is Aunt Marie busy, do you think?"
"I don't know, sir, but she's making a battle-flag for my gun-ship."
"That