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Chapter 3
"Wal,Sir,Matthesaysthenativesaraoundtharhadallthefishtheycudketch,an’sportedbraceletsan’armletsan’headrigsmadeaouto’aqueerkindo’goldan’coveredwithpicterso’monstersjestliketheonescarvedovertheruinsonthelittleisland—sorterfish-likefrogsorfroglikefishesthatwasdrawedinallkindso’positionslikestheywashumanbein’s.Nobodycudgetaouto’themwhartheygotallthestuff,an’alltheothernativeswonderedhaowtheymanagedtofindfishinplentyevenwhentheverynextislandhadleanpickin’s.Matthegottowonderon’tooan’sodidCap’nObed.Obedhenotices,besides,thatlotsofthehn’someyoungfolksuddropaouto’sightfergoodfromyeartoyear,an’thattheywan’tmanyoldfolksaround.Also,hethinkssomeofthefolkslookeddurnedqueerevenforKanakys.
"IttookObedtogitthetruthaouto’themheathen.Idun’tknowhaowhedoneit,buthebegunbytradin’ferthegold-likethingstheywore.Ast’emwhartheycomefrom,an’eftheycudgitmore,an’finallywormedthestoryaouto’theoldchief—Walakea,theycalledhim.NobodybutObedudeverabelievedtheoldyellerdevil,buttheCap’ncudreadfolksliketheywasbooks.Heh,heh!NobodyneverbelievesmenaowwhenItell’em,an’Idun’ts’poseyouwill,youngfeller—thoughcometolookatye,yehevkindo’gotthemsharp-readin’eyeslikeObedhad."
