You'se only big fool to tink so." "Berry well," rejoined the other, "you hab your 'pinion an' I hab mine! If you was down dar in water jus' now, an' see dat long ting snouzle by um leg, lookin' so white an' drefful, I guess you'se frit too!" If Jake, however, was now pleased at seeing his fancied ghost turn out to be a shark, this was more than we were.

Captain Miles could hardly conceal his chagrin.
"Confound the hideous brute!" he exclaimed.

"He's the very last visitor I cared to see.

He will prevent any further attempt being made to get that axe out of the fo'c's'le--if it is there, as Adze says." "It's theer sure enough, cap'en," put in the carpenter hearing this remark.

"I wish I could only swim and I'd precious soon fetch it myself!" "All right, Adze, I don't doubt your word," said the captain apologetically; "but the shark has put an embargo on it now at any rate." "I'm afraid it just has," observed Mr Marline, to whom Captain Miles had really been speaking when the old carpenter overheard him.