Take Jemmy Dadd and the boat and find her.
Skin's worth a few shillings.

I must have that." "Did you look over the cliff, father ?" asked Ram.
"I looked over?
Of course, but how could I see in that fog ?" Ram was soon out and away, to hunt up Jemmy Dadd, whom he found at last with his eyes half-closed, yawning prodigiously.

They went down to the boat, launched her, and rowed out along under the tremendous cliffs, and were about to give up in despair, convinced that the unfortunate cow had been swept right out to sea, when Ram exclaimed-- "Look yonder, Jem ?" "What for ?" grumbled the man; "I'm half asleep, now." "Never mind that! Look at the cutter." "Shan't! I've seen un times enough." "Yes, yes; but look on her deck." "What for ?" said Jemmy, who was steadily pulling homeward.
"Oh, what an obstinate chap you are, Jemmy! Look there; Tally's on deck." "Ck!" ejaculated the man, this being meant for a derisive laugh.

"Why don't you say she's having a ride in the Saxham coach." "I tell you she is.

They've got her there, and the sailors are trying to milk her." "Then I wish 'em luck," said Jemmy.