I might just as well cry because we sacrificed an anchor and cable yesterday morning, to save the ship from going on shore." "Very true, Mr Chucks," replied I.
"Private feelings," continued he, "must always be sacrificed for the public service.

As you know, the lower deck was full of water, and all our cabins and chests were afloat; but I did not think then about my shirts, and look at them now, all blowing out in the forerigging, without a particle of starch left in the collars or the frills.

I shall not be able to appear as an officer ought to do for the whole of the cruise." As he said this, the cooper, going forward, passed by him, and jostled him in passing.

"Beg pardon, sir," said the man, "but the ship lurched." "The ship lurched, did it ?" replied the boatswain, who, I am afraid, was not in the best of humours about his wardrobe.

"And pray, Mr Cooper, why has heaven granted you two legs, with joints at the knees, except to enable you to counteract the horizontal deviation?
Do you suppose they were meant for nothing but to work round a cask with?
Hark, sir, did you take me for a post to scrub your pig's hide against?
Allow me just to observe, Mr Cooper--just to insinuate, that when you pass an officer, it is your duty to keep at a respectable distance, and not to soil his clothes with your rusty iron jacket.