"
Tom wipes his head, being in a mortal sweat, and says he:
"I hope so, but I can't answer for myself when he lords it over me, as he
has just now done, before a woman. I tell you what, Gill! Mark my
words! It will go hard with Sergeant Drooce, if ever we are in an
engagement together, and he has to look to me to save him. Let him say a
prayer then, if he knows one, for it's all over with him, and he is on
his Death-bed. Mark my words!"
I did mark his words, and very soon afterwards, too, as will shortly be
taken down.
The other circumstance that I noticed at that ball, was, the gaiety and
attachment of Christian George King. The innocent spirits that Sambo
Pilot was in, and the impossibility he found himself under of showing all
the little colony, but especially the ladies and children, how fond he
was of them, how devoted to them, and how faithful to them for life and
death, for present, future, and everlasting, made a great impression on
me. If ever a man, Sambo or no Sambo, was trustful and trusted, to what
may be called quite an infantine and sweetly beautiful extent, surely, I
thought that morning when I did at last lie down to rest, it was that
Sambo Pilot, Christian George King.
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