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Us and the Bottle Man

Chapter 4 No.4

Word Count: 1257    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

th "17 Luke Street" on it was much too grand for "poore mariners" anyway, so we'd just brought brownish paper that comes in a block. We told the Bottle Man how wonderful we thought it was that h

had happened, where no boat would dare to venture. Jerry's description of it was quite wild. He dictated

had opened a cavernous maw" (I'm sure he nabbed that from some book) "as black as ink, ready to swallow any unfortunate mariner which came near. Below

on top of a rock, pointing out at the Sea Monster like a prophet. He has quite black hair which blows around wildly, and he looked very strange sitting up there

tell him I'm really Chri

fore. He's writing now as man to man. He might b

did put "Chris," on account of

on the other side of Wecanicut, watching the bay, and real cannon stick out at loopholes in the wall. The ferry really only goes to Wecanicut on account of the Fort, because there's nothing else there but a few farm houses and some ugly summer cottages near the ferr

e the grown-ups were just beginning to collect the baskets and things and to look at their watches. We posted t

played chess, which he likes because he can always beat me, and also "Pounce," which pulls your eyes out after a little while and burns holes in your brain. It's that frightful card game where you try to get rid of thirteen cards before any one else, and snatch at aces in the middle, o

ld be if it had one. Just when we were all rather despairing, because Dr. Topham said that Jerry mustn't walk for two days more, the very th

Bottl

g a poor invalid and Abused by Fate. He had the envelope open in two shakes, with the complicated knife he

You can be pawing over it whil

st," and "Let's hear i

ch an everlasting time over handwriting and this writin

omrade Greg

etter. I cannot tell you how much relieved I am to hear that toast has been substituted for bar

pleased with me and has not brought his poison bottles of late, but thank you for not wanting me to die just now. I do not know of any treasure in Bluar Boo

ot savages. There is a vasty differenc

myself your mos

OTTLE

our Bones are stil

elaborately on his

er, but please let me have it, because there

whole sad story of his life,-there's pages of it. Co

on the Gloucester hammock

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