Reefy

Reefy there were the seeds of something very fine.

Winesburg, Ohio; a group of tales of Ohio small town life Sherwood Anderson 1908

"Oh," said little Reefy, "the doctor was not on the mule in crossing no, no, Captain, I knew better -- I had him in tow, sir; but after we crossed he was so faint and chill, that I had to lash myself to him to keep him from sliding over the animal's counter, and walk he could not."

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812

"You may say that, sir," responded wee Reefy; "but our mule was knocked up, and it was so dark and tempestuous, that we should have perished by the road if we had tried back for St Jago; so seeing a light here, the only indication of a living thing, and the stream looking narrow and comparatively quiet -- confound it, it was all the deeper though -- we shoved across."

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812

The gunner of Lotus -- Leaf having died, Timotheus got an acting warrant, which I rejoice to say was ultimately confirmed, and little Reefy, now a commander in the service, weathered it many a day with me afterwards, both as midshipman and lieutenant.

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812

However, they appeared all mightily tickled by little Reefy, either mentally or physically, for off they trundled, laughing and skirting loud above the noise and creaking of the volante.

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812

"I say, Tom, now since little Reefy is asleep -- what think you big craft that -- nearly caught a Tartar -- not very sorry he has escaped, eh?"

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812

"Nine guns of a side, as I am a sinner," quoth jigmaree; and three of the shot struck us, mortally wounded one poor fellow, and damaged poor little Reefy by a splinter in the side.

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812

Reefy, at this moment, fell over into his arms, in a dead faint.

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812

Reefy was half inclined to be angry at the idea of his Majesty's officer being converted into a cook's mate.

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812

The doctor made him fast, as desired, round the mule's neck with a stout thong, and then drove him at the barricade, and over they came, man and beast, although, to tell the truth, little Reefy alighted well out on the neck with a hand grasping each ear.

Tom Cringle's Log Michael Scott 1812