"Three cents, then, just to get one glass to taper off with."
"Why don't you go and ship?"
"No cap'n will have me as I look now, when men are plenty."
"I will give you victuals."
"I can't eat, nor I can't sleep."
"If I give you clothes, you'll sell them for rum."
The captain was turning to leave him, when he said, "I could tell you something that would make you shell out the chink."
The captain, paying no attention, kept on, when he cried, "I can tell you what became of that nigger you thought so much of."
The captain whirled on his heel in an instant. "What nigger?"
"Why, that was pilot in the Casco."