Treasure Island

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Description

A small snippet of the classic Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US New York, New Jersey, Bronx, Brooklyn)

Transcript

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the old sea dog at the Admiral Benbow, Squire, Trelawney dr Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen, having asked me to write down the whole particulars about Treasure Island from the beginning to the end, keeping nothing back but the bearings of the island and that only because there is still treasure. Not yet lifted. I take up my pen in the year of Grace 17 and go back to the time when my father kept the Admiral Benbow Inn and the brown old seaman with the saber cut first took up his lodging under our roof. I remember him as if it were yesterday as he came plotting to the indoor, his sea chest following behind him in a hand barrow, a tall, strong, heavy nut brown man, his tarry pigtail falling over the shoulder of his soiled blue coat, his hands ragged and scarred with black broken nails, and the saber cut across one cheek, a dirty, livid white. I remember him looking around the cove and whistling to himself as he did so, and then breaking out in that old sea song that he sang so often afterwards. 15 men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho! And a bottle of rum in the high old tottering voice that seemed to have been tuned and broken at the capstan bars. Then he rapped on the door with a bit of stick like a hand spike that he carried. And when my father appeared called roughly for a glass of rum. This when it was brought to him he drank slowly, like a connoisseur lingering on the taste, and still looking about him at the cliffs and up at our sign board.