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I Go to Bristol

           Ifoundhewasanoldsailor,keptapublic-house,knewalltheseafaringmeninBristol,hadlosthishealthashore,andwantedagoodberthascooktogettoseaagain.Hehadhobbleddowntherethatmorning,hesaid,togetasmellofthesalt.

           Iwasmonstrouslytouchedsowouldyouhavebeenand,outofpurepity,Iengagedhimonthespottobeship’scook.LongJohnSilver,heiscalled,andhaslostaleg;butthatIregardedasarecommendation,sincehelostitinhiscountry’sservice,undertheimmortalHawke.Hehasnopension,Livesey.Imaginetheabominableagewelivein!

           Well,sir,IthoughtIhadonlyfoundacook,butitwasacrewIhaddiscovered.BetweenSilverandmyselfwegottogetherinafewdaysacompanyofthetoughestoldsaltsimaginablenotprettytolookat,butfellows,bytheirfaces,ofthemostindomitablespirit.Ideclarewecouldfightafrigate.

           LongJohnevengotridoftwooutofthesixorsevenIhadalreadyengaged.Heshowedmeinamomentthattheywerejustthesortoffresh-waterswabswehadtofearinanadventureofimportance.

           Iaminthemostmagnificenthealthandspirits,eatinglikeabull,sleepinglikeatree,yetIshallnotenjoyamomenttillIhearmyoldtarpaulinstrampingroundthecapstan.Seaward,ho!Hangthetreasure!It’sthegloryoftheseathathasturnedmyhead.Sonow,Livesey,comepost;donotloseanhour,ifyourespectme.

           LetyoungHawkinsgoatoncetoseehismother,withRedruthforaguard;andthenbothcomefullspeedtoBristol.

           JohnTrelawney

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