See! I am bedaubed to the knees of my small-clothes; and you are all in the same pickle.

Unless we can find some remedy for this evil, our fishing business must be entirely given up.

And, surely, this would be a terrible misfortune!" "That it would! that it would!" said his comrades, sorrowfully.
"Now, I propose," continued Master Benjamin, "that we build a wharf, for the purpose of carrying on our fisheries.

You see these stones.

The workmen mean to use them for the underpinning of a house; but that would be for only one man's advantage.