The sea cook is said to be the father of profanity.

His reputation has come down through the ages untarnished, it would seem, by any example of philosophical moderation.
Perhaps it is because, in the old days, his calling was a hard one and only those of a singular recklessness were willing to engage in it.
_The Snow's_ cook was no exception.

He was a big, brawny, black Yankee with a claw foot look in his eyes.

Profanity whizzed through the open door like buckshot from a musket.

He had been engaged for the voyage and would not give up his job to any man.
"Don't be so snappish," said Solomon.