Bu'ster

Nothing daunted, the Bu'ster "returned to the charge," and fell a second time, -- with the loaf, however, in his arms.

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Mrs Gaff, who could change at a moment's notice from the extreme of anger to perfect quiescence, contented herself with shaking her fist at the Bu'ster, and then relapsed from the condition of a fury into a quiet, good-looking dame.

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The Bu'ster had suddenly awakened from an unbroken sleep of twelve hours, tumbled incontinently out of his berth, rushed up the ladder, thrust his head above the hatchway, and, feeling the sweet influences of that lovely morning, vented his joy in the cheer referred to.

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Bu'ster, indignant at being bolted out, kicked the door with his heel until he became convinced that no good or evil could result from the process.

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"My heart is set upon pork to-day, daddy," said the Bu'ster with a knowing smile.

Shifting Winds A Tough Yarn 1859

"I felled asleep, daddy," said the Bu'ster apologetically, as he resumed his place.

Shifting Winds A Tough Yarn 1859

The Bu'ster, being equally incapable of speaking, seized the hand of the sailor next him, and also shook it violently.

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Bu'ster stood by with the blot-sheet, looking eager, as if he rather wished for blots, and was prepared to swab them up without delay.

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At first the Bu'ster was chatty, but by degrees his tongue flagged, and ere long it became quite silent.

Shifting Winds A Tough Yarn 1859

"The roast'll look after itself, daddy," said the Bu'ster; "you look after Squeaky, however, for that sly critter's always up to mischief."

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