One old fellow that I saw had a boat so full of salmon, that there was no room for more.

Now and then a fish went overboard, causing an expression on the boatman's face as if he were suffering from a dose of astonishment and toothache drops in equal proportions.
There were dogs everywhere, some lying around loose, and others tied to posts under the storehouses.

Some walked about and manifested an unpleasant desire to taste the calves of my legs.

All barked, growled, and whined in a chorus like a Pawnee concert.

There were big dogs and little dogs, white, black, grey, brown, and yellow dogs, and not one friendly.