The Adventures of Bullwhip Griffin Page #5

He wanted me to be free

to try my wings.

To find my own place

in this beautiful and exciting world.

I'll go lay out my things.

- That's about all.

- Oh.

Tell you what, miss.

Just to make it a clean deal,

I'll add $5 for the frame and picture.

Oh, I wouldn't part with Grandfather

for $1,000.

But if you're

going to California, miss...

Oh.

Well, in that case,

I'll leave him in your custody.

I'll take the five.

Griffin and Jack

who spent theirjourney in the galley

At last were nearing

San Francisco Bay

Their culinary art won over

the captains heart

As the menu grew

more elegant each day

As soon as we drop anchor

in San Francisco Bay,

every blasted member of the crew

is going to be over the side

and headed for the gold fields.

Hasn't been a ship left port in months.

Oh.

Do you have any idea

what time we'll get there?

We should get within spitting distance

during the graveyard watch.

We should get in tomorrow morning?

Tomorrow afternoon more likely.

[Swain] I'm not picking me way

through no floating graveyard

- and early morning soup.

- Oh.

Now, now, now, sonny.

[Swain] A few hours isn't going

to make all that difference.

Why don't you go and start

getting your donnies together?

I'll see you get to shore

in the first boat tomorrow.

- You're very kind, sir.

- Thank you, sir.

[Slurping]

[Jack and Griffin] Oh, Susanna

Oh, dont you cry for me

For Im off to California...

- Well, well. Griffin.

- Uh, by all means, sir.

[Laughs] And my

little friend Jack, huh?

What a beautiful day for singing.

Watch this.

- [Guffaws]

- Very good.

Oh, I'll bet you can

hardly wait to reach port.

Just barely. Are you going up

to the gold fields?

The gold fields?

Oh, I may, eventually.

But there are things in the world

more important than gold, son.

This is a new land, and it needs laws

and courts and justice.

Laws, courts, justice. Those are the

things I'm concerned with most of all.

Oh, yes. Laws, courts and justice.

Oh, yes, sir.

I really like that Judge Higgins.

Don't you?

Well, I don't know, Master Jack.

Sometimes I think

he tries almost too hard to be friendly.

What's wrong with being friendly?

You told me...

- Wait a minute.

- [Muffled banging, mumbling]

[Groaning]

- Mr. Bartlett, what happened?

- Who did this to you?

- Who did this to you?

- They followed me.

They are on this ship.

The thread of life spins out.

- Did you see who hit you?

- A coward's blow from behind.

When I came to, I was blindfolded.

I could hear the man

ransacking my room.

[Bartlett] I suppose you do know

what he was seeking.

[Sighs]

- But he found it not.

- Found what not?

Hidden there lies ample bait

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