"Whut become o' the lad ?" "Him?
Oh, Jose an' me carried him inter the for'cassel, an' shoved him inter a berth ter sleep off his liquor.

Thet wus the last I ever see, er hear o' him fer 'bout six hours.

I'd fergot all 'bout the feller--er wud have, if it hadn't been fer the rum.

Manuel went off in the long-boat with Estada, an' when my watch went below, I stowed myself away back o' the bow gun fer a few drinks.

I hadn't been thar mor'n ten minutes, when this yere feller must a woke up in the for'cassel sum crazy.