This cap'n of yours now, he's a good feller.

Don't get him too good, though; that wouldn't be natural.

And don't get him too bad, neither.

I know it's the fashion, judgin' by the sea yarns I've read lately, to have a Yankee skipper sort of a cross between a prize fighter and a murderer.

Fust day out of port he begins by pickin' out the most sickly fo'mast hand aboard, mashes him up, and then takes the next invalid.