now , i 'm jist a country boy at hort 'thout no real citified ways t ' get me by in town , an ' so i tooken t ' sea , an ' t ' make it short , i fetched up on this yere furrin coast an ' beat my way inland , the capting of the ship i wuz a-sailin ' on wantin ' t ' talk t ' me 'bout some stuff ez had turnt up missin ' fum the cargo hold , y ' know . '