⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...Continued...
[Last time...]
As they both took pleasure in each other’s eyes, it was easy to miss the jumble of men that came thrashing down the center of river outside! The current was violent... and as quickly as the hapless group appeared...they immediately were swept past the cabin and on down-steam...in a desperate struggle... to stay above water!
(See: @joshuaslane/silver-adventures-captain-joshua-slane-05au25-sir-what-are-you-thinking )
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[Silverton…forecastle deck…]
As the ship’s bell tolled out four bells into the dog watch, Seaman Isaaclim brought up the spyug ‘Groober’ on his landing perch and handed the big bird over to Cockpit Officer Bleujay.
“Spyug Sairrr…”
“Thank you Seaman.” She replied as she tucked the big bird under her arm and pulled out a pencil stub and parchment. Thinking a moment, she then quickly scribed a brief message…
Rolling up the message and attaching it onto Groober’s leg, she then launched the bird southward over the bowsprit.
‘Sail Oan with all you've got Groober!’ °°°° She thought to herself as she watched the bird disappear into the early evening sky.
[Down below…Captain’s Great Cabin…]
The captain paced the floorboards of his cabin with his hands clasped tightly behind his back. His brow was furrowed; worry was plainly spreading across his face…
‘Comin' up oan thee days…’ He thought silently, ‘Onlie one reply…an' nae progress…’ °°°°
Stopping in front of a big chart on the wall he visually scanned the river’s course…
‘If Ahh hud knoon they woods nae hav caught th' rascals in Yoongstoon.…’ °°°° He went on thinking, ‘Ahh woods hav sent twintie men!’ °°°°
The regret pained him and he looked down, taking a long deep breath...
The morning would be a busy one with the opening of the auction and there would be no time to think.
[Leyla’s cabin…]
Chicken, beans and spinach sautéed in a cast iron pan on the woodstove as Leyla quickly set the table near the fireplace. The forest outside was now growing dark and the crackling fire was comforting. Standing Officer Lupega set down another small armload of wood from the stack outside and glanced at a hand-drawn sketch of a man pinned to the wall beside him.
‘I suppose this is Leyla's husband. Well, I could say that I am more attractive, ha-ha!’ °°°° He thought with a boyish grin, ‘She's married, and I respect the sacrament of marriage…’ °°°°
“Why are you smiling?” Leyla asked curiously as she set the second tin plate down on the table.
“For some reason I thought about my father…” Lupega improvised, pulling out a silver chain from his neck that held the image of a Commadore on it, “He was 64 when he bought me this, as soon as it arrived in Italy. I must have been about 10 years old. That move shaped my adolescence and my career. Like, I do this, then that; if this happens, I'll do this; if that happens, I'll do something else. Sometimes it's not nice to act this way, but I admit that for some important matters, it's been very helpful. I always thank my father for the gift he gave me, massacring paychecks that once were enough to pay for bread.”
“You miss your family...”
“Yes. There are several objects that could tell the story of my adventures which, admittedly, are nothing exceptional; canoeing, football, volleyball, beach volleyball, basketball, ping pong (I even won the local tournament at 14!”
“You talk a lot…” Leyla replied softly as she stepped forward, put one hand on his shoulder, and quickly pressing her lips to his in a long and passionate kiss.
Turkish immigration tae th' colonies has occurred in waves, primarily consistin' o' laborers froms th' Ottoman Empire, fueled by th' desire fur better economic opportunities.
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📝 Note: "If th' Toor o' High Islain' has caught yer intrest, all o' me stoatin' adventures kin be foond by searchin':
Silver Adventures of Captain Joshua Slane
Oan yer 'Hife Search tool' an' sae forth." 😉 -Keptin
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References: - Pictures from: www.freeimages.com, www.pexels.com, pixabay.com, Hive.blog, Wikipedia an’ www.google.com/maps. Data also loosely interpretted froms: historica.fandom.com, Wikipedia, an' sometimes finely crafted reit from th' author's extensiff personal experience an' such.
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