When there was any thing he could not approve of, it appeared to be a subject of regret to him; whereas, the other seized upon it at once as a matter of great exultation.

The first sight we had of land naturally called out their respective opinions.
As we were pacing the deck speculating upon the probable termination of our voyage, Cape Clear was descried by the look-out on the mast-head.
"Hallo! what's that?
why if it ain't land ahead, as I'm alive!" said Mr.Slick.

"Well, come this is pleasant too, we have made amost an everlastin' short voyage of it, hante we; and I must say I like land quite as well as sea, in a giniral way, arter all; but, Squire, here is the first Britisher.

That critter that's a clawin' up the side of the vessel like a cat, is the pilot: now do for goodness gracious sake, jist look at him, and hear him." "What port ?" "Liverpool." "Keep her up a point." "Do you hear that, Squire?
that's English, or what we used to call to singing school short metre.

The critter don't say a word, even as much as 'by your leave'; but jist goes and takes his post, and don't ask the name of the vessel, or pass the time o' day with the Captin.