“Silver Adventures”- Captain Joshua Slane – 05AU21- ‘The Reckoning.'



⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...

[Last time...]

“Who’s thaur?!”

“Junior Petty Officers Sg-community an' Rian.rrr. We hav th' French Commander Sairrr!”

A chair could be heard scraping across the deck boards from within…

“Bring heem in!”

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[In the Captain's great cabin...]
As Junior Petty Officer SG-community opened the door to the great cabin, Commander Cordon Gagnon stepped in and faced the man who had pummeled his ship…

Standing before the large table, he addressed the captain formally…

“Cordon Gagnon, Commander of the Corvette La Serpent of the Royal French Navy.” He said without saluting.
The captain sat up straight at the table and gestured for him to take a chair. No handshake was offered nor probably would have been accepted. Packing his pipe full and lighting it, he seemed almost unaware of his presence as he leaned back and let out a large blue cloud of smoke in the shape of a ship.
"Keptin Joshua Slane, of the Scottish warship Silverton..."

The Commander’s patience was beginning to thin as he cleared his throat and spoke,

“You killed or injured many of my crew!”
“Aye, Ahh did.”
“You will be punished for your actions Sir, in a court of the French Naval Commission!” Gagnon continued, obviously angry.

Finally, the Captain turned and looked him in the eye…

“Yoo fired oan mah ship!”
“It was my duty and my orders to stop and inspect all vessels crossing the Great Lake Ontario!” Gagnon insisted as he leaned forward in his chair.
“Orders froms fa?”
“The highest post in Quebec- the French Governor!”

The captain glanced to the side and picked up a rolled chart.

“Ain yoo’re awaur 'att th' soothern shair o' thes loch is territory o' Stoatin Britain?” The captain asked calmly as he locked eyes with him.
“You were sailing in French waters!”
“Nae, Ahh wasn’t. Main Duck Islain is squaur in th' middle, an' onie vessel 'att fires oan mah ship- unprovoked, will pay th' sam price!”
“You lie!” Gagnon exclaimed loudly, pounding his fist on the table.

The captain calmly set his pipe aside and rolled out the chart…


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Vocab fur lainlubbers:

afair (before)
ben (through)
braw (fine)
cannie (careful)
cheil (man)
dain (done)
deid (dead)
donner (walk)
doon (down)
een (eyes)
fa (who)
guidwife (wife)
hiner (hope)
isnae (is not)
jawbox (sink)
ken (know)
kent (knew)
lochs (lakes)
lug (ear)
moggies (cat's)
nae (no)
naethin' (nothing)
naw (now)
noo (now)
onie (any)
puckle (a couple)
reit (right)
roarin' fu' bonnie weel (came through very well)
sam (same)
spyug (bird)
stoatin' (great)
tae (to)
tatties an' neebs (dinner)
thaur (there)
tint (lost)
uir (our)
ur (or)
wabbit (tired)
wuid skelf (wood splinter)
yak (eye)

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kerrislravenhill (68) 18 hours ago
"Fur a moment ah thought ah was hearin' music thaur Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata ...my imagination. Time t' bunk."

"Och Lassie, th' traps o' nature ur mony! Be cannie, Ahh hears 'att guidwife Elspeth isnae one tae tangle wi'!" 🤨 -Keptin

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References: - Pictures from: www.freeimages.com, www.pexels.com, pixabay.com, steemit.com, Wikipedia an’ www.google.com/maps. Data loosely interpretted froms: Wikipedia, an' sometimes finely crafted reit from th' author's extensiff personal experience an' such.

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