I kinder took after my mother, I guess.
She was your grandmother. Your grandfather was a Card--and a nice man
he was.
"Our father--me an' Am'zon's--was Cap'n Joshua Silt of the schooner
_Bravo_. Hi-mighty trim and taut craft she was, from all accounts.
I--I warn't born when he died," added Cap'n Abe, hesitatingly.
"You were a posthumous child!" said Louise.
"Er--I guess so. Kinder 'pindlin', too. Yes! yes! Cap'n Am'zon's
ahead o' me--in ev'ry way. When father died 'twas pretty average hard
on mother," Cap'n Abe pursued. "We was llvin' at Rocky Head, I guess I
told you b'fore?"
"Yes," Louise said, interested.
"The _Bravo_ was makin' reg'lar trips from Newport to Bangor, Maine.
Short-coastin' v'y'ges paid well in them days. There come a big storm
in the spring--onexpected. Mother'd got a letter from Cap'n
Josh--father he'd put out o' Newport with a sartain tide. He warn't
jest a fair-weather skipper. Cap'n Am'zon gits his pluck an' darin'
from Cap'n Josh.
"Well, mother knowed he must be out o' sight of Fort Adams and the
Dumplin's when the storm burst, and that he'd take the inside passage,
the wind bein' what it was.
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