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Gavan O'Connell 12
Contributed by
ramfire
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Saturday, 17th February 2007 @ 04:16:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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After waiting an hour for the mate to return,with weight of the coiled line in his arms, O’Connell believed he’d been forgotten. He shivered violently from the cold and was severely tempted to sit down on a near hatch cover, but he dared not lest he be found by the mate and made to serve in the yards - whatever that meant. So he stayed where he was with the coil of line in his arms enduring its weight.
Larsen came to him after two hours. He found O’Connell nearly frozen to death and at the end of his endurance. The man couldn’t walk. Mate carried him down to the brig and flopped him hard onto the deck. He pried the line free from O’Connell’s stiff fingers still holding the coil crushed up against his chest. Leaving the stowaway, he returned quickly with a ration of grog for the man to drink.
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Re: Gavan O'Connell 12
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by steven_fenton1982 on
Saturday, 17th February 2007 @ 05:02:41 PM AEST
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| nice poem! :D |
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Re: Gavan O'Connell 12
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by reprobate on
Wednesday, 9th December 2009 @ 11:10:31 AM AEST
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this has all the ingredients for an excellent tale. keep after it, man. i would certainly enjoy more.
thanks for sharing... |
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