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 "The shippers out O sorts again this morning." said Obadiah. "Aiter a time heard him mutteling about the woman a, the Lust Haus.n

 "Then, by Got, we will have de breeze" replied Jansen, who was Dutch seaman of huge proportions, rendered still more prcposterous by the multiplicity of his neth- CT clothing.

 "Yes, as sure as Mother Carey's chick GUS raise the gale, so does the name Of the Frau Yandersloosh. I'll he 6a.pn and get my breakfast, there may be keel-hauling be- fore noen."

 .'Mine Got-dat Is de tyfel.'

 ''keep her nor-east, Jansen, and keep a sharp look out for the boats

 "Got for dan-how must l steer the ship and look for de boats ut de same time2- not possible"

 "That's no eohsarn O mine. Those are the orders and l passes them--you must get over the unpossibity how you can" So saying, Obadiah Coble walked below.

 We must do the same, and introduce the reader 10 the cabin of Lieutenant Vansly- perken, which was rot very splendid iii it's furniture. One small table, one chair, d mattress In a standing bed place, with cur- tains made of bunting, an open cupboard, containing three plates, tea cup and sau- cer, two drinking glasses and two knives. More was not required, as Mir. Nanslyper- ken never indulged in company. There was another cupboard, but it was carefully locked. On the table before the lieutenant was white wash-hand basin, nearly half full Of burgoo, composition of boiled oat- meal and water, very wholesome, and very hot. It was the allowance from the ships coppers, of Mir. YanslYperken and his ser want Smallbones. Mr. Yanslypefken was busy stirring ii about to cool t little with leaden spoon. Snarleyyow sat close to him, wailing for his share, and Smalbones stood by, waiting for orders.

 "Smallbones," said the lieutenant, ufter trying the hot mess before him, and finding that he was stiii in danger of burning iiis mouth, 'sbring me the red herring"

 ''Red herrings siri' stammefed Small

 "Yes,v replied his master, fixing his lit- tie grey eye sternly OF him, "lhe red her ring

 ''Ifs gone, sir. replied Smallbones, @ith alarttl.

 s'Gone-gone whefe?''

 Elf you please, sir, didn't n-think that you would have touched it after the dog had had it in his nasty mouth; and so, sir--if you please, sir.

 "And so whatlo said yanslyperken, com .--,--....f4 4L:-. i:.,-

 eI eat it mysef-if you please-O dear 10 dear"

 You did, did you--you guitonous scare crow-you did, did youl Are you aware that tou have committed thefi--and are you aware of the punishment attending it2"

 70 sir-=it was a mistake--dear sir" cried Smallbones, whimpering.

 ''In the first place, will cut you to rib bons with tEe cat.o

 "Mercy, sir-O sir" cried tlie lad, the tears streaming from his eyes.

 "The thiof's cat, with three knots in each tail."

 Smailbones raised tip his thin aftTis, and clasped his hands, pleading for mercy.

 "A0 after the fiogging shall be keelhanled."

 70. .God!" screamed smallbones, falling down on his knees, "mercy-m mercy!'

 But there was none. Snarleyyow, when he saw the lad go down on his knees, flew at him, and threw him on his back, growl- ing over him, and occasionally looking at his master.

 "Come here, Snarleyyow," said Mir. Vanslyperken. 'sCome here, sir, and lie down." But Snarleyyow lad not forgot ten the red herring, so in revenge he first bit Smallbones in the thigh, and then obey ed his master.

 s'Get Up, sir.n cried the lieutenant.

 Smallbones rose, but his temper now rose also; he forgot all that he was to suf fer, from indignation dgainst the dog; with flashing eyes, and whimpering with rage, he cried out, as the tears fell, and his arms swung round, .I'll moi stand this-Pn jump overboard--that will: fourteen times has that 'ere dog a-biiten me this week. I'd sooner die at once than be made dogs meat of in this here way"

 "Silence, you mutinous rascal, or I'll put you in irons.'

 s'I wish you wouid--irons don't bite, if they holu last, I'll run dWay--l dont mind being hung-that don't-starved to death. and bitten to death. in this here way

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 Silence. sir. it's cverfeeding that makes you saucy."

 "The Lord forgive you." cried Small bones, with surprise; "I have not had full meaIn

 "A full meal, you rascal there's no fill i1r thinr like vo,I-hnlIovy from ffin fo