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Gavan O'Connell 13
Contributed by
ramfire
on
Monday, 19th February 2007 @ 10:43:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Scuttlebutt in the fo’c’s’le had it that the Irishman wouldn’t last an hour topside holding the line. When he was still standing after two hours, they marveled. Sven Olsen marveled the most. He’d seen the stowaway earlier and thought him a milksop. When Larsen put the man topside with a coil of lien to hold, Olsen had made a bet with Brawny Tolin that he’d drop it before the mate returned. When the milksop had lasted an hour and then another, Olsen lost his bet and Tolin took the jackknife from him. They talked in the fo’c’s’le . Tolin inspected the jackknife.
“Always wanted your knife. Better than mine. Paddy lasted long than anyone thought. Fought an Irishman once toeing the line. Bare knuckles it was and I thought I could whip him fast. I’d knock him down and he’d get up and let me have whatfore. Twenty times I knocked him down and twenty time he’d get up and toe the line. Couldn’t beat him - judges called it a draw. They’re a tough bunch, they are.”
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