But there's deils in the deep sea would yoke on a communicant! Eh, sirs, if ye had gane doon wi' the puir lads in the _Christ-Anna_, ye would ken by now the mercy o' the seas.

If ye had sailed it for as lang as me, ye would hate the thocht of it as I do.
If ye had but used the een God gave ye, ye would hae learned the wickedness o' that fause, saut, cauld, bullering creature, and of a' that's in it by the Lord's permission: labsters an' partans, an' sic like, howking in the deid; muckle, gutsy, blawing whales; an' fish--the hale clan o' them--cauld-wamed, blind-eed uncanny ferlies.

O, sirs,' he cried, 'the horror--the horror o' the sea!' We were all somewhat staggered by this outburst; and the speaker himself, after that last hoarse apostrophe, appeared to sink gloomily into his own thoughts.

But Rorie, who was greedy of superstitious lore, recalled him to the subject by a question.
'You will not ever have seen a teevil of the sea ?' he asked.
'No clearly,' replied the other.

'I misdoobt if a mere man could see ane clearly and conteenue in the body.