The Old Tar's Twister
"I were a speakin' to yer some time ago 'bout the escapes uv sailors from drownin', and forgot to tell ye uv a ship-mate uv mine which met with a mishap on Lake Ontario in '57. Soon arter dark, it was in the fall, the wind began ter do its prettiest, and ter blow a gale which would hev pleased a feller with a long run afore him. Jist afore the sun went down inter a black bank iter the west'erd we sighted the Devil's Nose and not long arter we wus down abreast uv it. Es the night bid fair ter by a dirty one the 'old man' called the mate and told him ter reef the fo's'il and mains'il and gather in the kites.
"Arter the gaff tops'ils and two uv the jibs he bin sekewered and the fo's'il hed bin reefed, we hauled the mains'il aft and arter squattin' it passed thge lacin' and wasa haulin' out the reef takle. Four uv us was onter the house pullin' for all we wus worth and I were a singin' out with my meuwical voice to ease the woork w'en I heerd the mate sing out, 'mind yer eyes, me hearties, the boom are goin' to jibe,' and quicker nor thought over went the boom.
"Three uv us managed for a drop down, but Bill Sykes wern't sudden enough and overbo'rd he went. It were darker than death's night ter a feller which don't take any stock in the hereafter, but we seed one was a missin' and the mate, a spry chap, huv a plank overbo'rd and sung out to the keerless lubber et the wheel to put his helm hard down. The schooner cum up inter the wind, and es the seas was too heavy ter lower the boat, we finished reefin' and remained huv to til mornin,' W'en the grea broke inter the east in the mornin', s'help me Davy Jones! If there wern't Bill Sykes bout half a mile to wind'erd uv us, and floatin' out the plank Did we save him? You kin wager yer ulster again a linen duster (no great odds) that we did. "