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French Joe
By W. Somerset Maugham
CHARACTERS :

• Captain Bartlett – pilot, bald , alcoholic, queer fish
  
• Captain Cook – discovered the Thursday Island on a Thursday.
  
• Woman – a red flannel dressing-gown; holding a paraffin lamp; hair - a little bit over her shoulders, long black wisps, a little stoutish, keen eyes , a red nose .
  
• French Joe aka Josep de Paoli – 93Y, Corsican, a lietutenant of artillery, French army in 1851 , later communist, started new life many times , black shining eyes, really thin and old.
  
• Boswell Johnson – really famous author , the ancestor of Joe.
  
• Napoleon Bonaparte – a relative of French Joe, lietutenant of artillery
  
• Russians + Prussians – Joe fougth against them in French army
  
• Hospital Nurse
  

PLACES:

• Thursday Island in Torres Straits – where he went + Joe's final destination
  
• Sydney – where he came from
  
• Shika Maru – last stop before Thursday Island
  
• New Caledonia – prison , where Joe was.
  
• Melbourne – where he fleed the boat
  
• New Guinea – where he went to live after Melbourne
  

STORY:
Thursday Island is the last place God ever made. People in Sydney told me not to go, because there was nothing to see and I should get my throat cut. He had come up from Sydney in a Japanese tramp .
He arrived in he middle of the night and one of the sailors told him that if he turned left he should presently come to a two- storey building , which was a hotel . The boat pushed off. He didn't like the idea of sleeping on hard stones on a jetty . So he started walking towards the hotel. He seemed to walk much more than a few hundred yards which it should be, but a little bit later he saw a building. No light showed, but his eyes were used to the darkness , so he found a door . There was no door bell, he knocked with his stick as loudly as he could , then a window was opened and there was a woman.
She came down and greeted him warmly, then took him upstairs and showed him a room .
The woman was in a red flannel dressing-gown, her hair was a little bit over her shoulders in long black wisps. She was a little stoutish with keen eyes and a red nose. She was holding a paraffin lamp. She said that she would make up the bed before he could say „Jack Robinson“, and asked if he would like a drop of whiskey, also added that she would bring the towel in the morning . She was also asking about the reasons why he came here. For 20 years the hotel was being visited only by the pilots. She could understand that he wasn't a sea-fairing man and probably not an inspector of customs too. She told him about Captain Bartlett, who was a queer fish. She lit the candle and wished him good night.
He met Captain Bartlett at dinner the next day and he was so happy because he had only eaten turtle soup in Thursday Island. He mentioned that he spoke French and Captain Bartlett asked me to go and see French Joe.
French Joe was 93 years old and lived in a hospital for last two years, not because he was ill, but because he was old and poor . He was in really big flannel pyjamas, but he was a little shrivelled man with bright eyes. He was a Corsican, but he had dwelt so many years among english -speaking people that he couldn't speak his native language accurately. He used English words with French terminations. Joe talked very quickly and with wide gestures and his voice was mostly clear and strong , but sometimes it faded away like a sound from the grave . His real name was Joseph de Paoli, he was a nobleman and a gentleman. He was in the same family with Boswell's Johnson, but he had never read Boswell or any books . Napoleon Boaparte was his relative.
Joseph had entered the French army in 1851, which was 71 years ago. As a lieutenant of artillery like his cousin Bonaparte, he had fought the Russians in the Crimea and also as a captain in the Prussians in 1870. Joe showed him his scar in his bald head from an Uhlan's lance , but he put the sword thorugh Uhlan's body and he dropped dead. Later Joe joined the communists, Monsieur Thiers, for 6 weeks. After that he was sentenced to 5 years in New Caledonia. He was really angry when he talked about the Uhlans, even though it happened a half century ago. He wished he was shot instead of put in prison. He was a political prisoner but he was treated like vulgar criminal.
After that came the long journey in sailing ship with prisoners, the ship out in Melbourne, one of the officers (fellow-Corsican) enabled him to slip over the side. He swam ashore and went straight to the police station, where no one could understand him. They sent a translator to help him out, his dripping papers were examined and he was told that as long as he didn't set door on a French ship he was safe – Freedom! He was crying when he told him that.
He start living the life: he cooked, taught French, swept streets, worked in the gold mines, starved, and then travelled to New Guinea.
In New Guinea he was a king of a wild tribe . But eventually he came into collison with the British , and he fled the country and started life once more. He came to own a fleet of pearling luggers on Thursday Island. He was happy and old and wealthy. A hurricane destoryed his boats and he was too old to recover from that. He accepted the hospital's shelter.
He didn't go back to France or Corsica even though the amnesty was granted to the communists a quater of a century ago, because it was nothing to him after 50 years, also a cousin of him seized his land , so he should have had to kill him, but he had children . Hospital nurse told Joe that he was funny and he have had a fine life, also she thought that Joe didn't believe in God. In Joe's opinion he was rotten and fits only for the grave. He is happy that he has no children, because misfortune has followed him always and he wouldn't want to inherit the curse that is upon him. Joe didn't believe in God, he was a sceptic. The nurse told that it is time to leace the old man. He took the old man's hand to say goodbye and asked if there was anything he could to for him. Joe answered that he only wants to die, but meanwhile he should be greatful for a pack of cigarettes.
Moral of the story: It all depends on how you look at things, indeed upon your whole life.
NEW WORDS:

• a(s)hore – kallas
  
• presently – peagi
  
• jetty – sadamasild
  
• dimly – hämaralt
  
• accustomed – harjunud
  
• wisps – tuustid, pahvakud, juuksed sorakil nö.
  
• dressing-gown – hommikumantel
  
• stoutish – paksuvõitu
  
• keen – teravad
  
• bade – andis mulle kätte, juhatas
  
• sea-fairing – meresõidu
  
• inspect of the Customs – tolli kontroll
  
• inspector of customs – tolliinspektor
  
• acquaintance – tutvus
  
• ceased – lakkama
  
• destitute – vaene
  
• shrivelled – kortsunud, kokku kuivanud
  
• vivacious – reibas
  
• accurately – täpselt
  
• accuracy – täpsus
  
• terminations – sõna lõpud
  
• broad – lai
  
• hushed – vaikne
  
• hollow – õõnes
  
• ancestor - esivanem
  
• connexion – side, seos
  
• a lieutenant of artillery – suurtükiväe leitnant
  
• Prussians – preislased
  
• pate – pealagi
  
• Uhlan – Poola sõdur
  
• lance – piik
  
• shrill – läbilõikav
  
• mediocre statesman – keskpärane riigimees
  
• sailing vessle – purjelaev
  
• antipodes – antipoodid, punkt diameetriliselt Maa vastasküljel
  
• wrath – raev
  
• indignity – pettumus
  
• vulgar – labane
  
• interprenter – tõlk
  
• tramped – matkas, kõmpis
  
• savage interior – maagiline /võimas sisustus
  
• hair-breadth – juuste laius
  
• surveyed – plaanitud
  
• collision – kokkupõrge
  
• sovereignty – suveräänsus
  
• eventually – lõpuks
  
• pearling luggers – purjelaevad
  
• fleet – laevastik
  
• ruin fell upon – kõik hävines
  
• prosperous – rikas
  
• precarious – ebakindel
  
• amnesty – armu andmine
  
• granted – antud
  
• seized – konfiskeeriti, võeti ära
  
• contrivance – abinõu
  
• a criminal imbecile – kriminaalne imbetsill
  
• shrugged – õlgu kehitama
  
• filthy – räpane
  
• bid – pakkuma
  
• farewell – hüvastijätt
  
• twinkled – sirama, sädelema
  
• nobleman - aadlik