The American Pageant Chapter 1 Dialectical Journal

returned their own answer to their approaching for. Keeping out of the way as sailor's ran to and fro delivering powder charges, and ignition cap's, making his slow way towards the ships armory. "Captain what are your order's," Matthew asked as he buckled the sword belt onto his hip. His eye's going wide when he saw the foot long wooden shrapnel protruding from her right abdominal wall. Bounding up the stair's ignoring the smoldering ship they were leaving in their wake. Knelling down at examing the damage while Daniel paced erratically behind him. While Caroline took control of the helm steering them away from the known trade routes. "Susan be still," Matthew said in a low whisper. "How is she," Caroline asked in between giving out orders to start repairs on the ship. "Could have been worse," Matthew said yet he had to stop the blood flow. "I need a stable bed, hot water, clean rags and lot's …show more content…
Kaleidoscope of colors washed over her stomach as she buckled on her sword belt. "He must choose this life like we all did," she had thought long over the past very day's. She couldn't ask him to stay no more then he could ask her to leave. Yet Susan yearned to hear the word's that he would stay. Not as a crew member no that would just cause problems, no as a passenger trading his craft to travel. That at least she thought was good enough plan. Seagull's cried overhead relieving the shrimp captain's of their catch as the Bloody Mary slowly glided into the Charleston hoabor. Matthew stood at the starboard railing dreading the approaching dock. The letter he had hidden within the pocket of his bag taunting him as the breeze gently tapped it against the wood. Whispering to give in to his families exceptions, yet Matthew just couldn't get her eye's out of his