sound of hammer on steel was heard.
Splash! went the anchor, and there they swung,
fast to the bottom on Doghead shoal;
“The bow-end’s mine,” yelled Dan to Dunk,
“now steer if ye want to, blast yer soul!”
Dunk to Dan, and Dan to Dunk—
Swore they’d sit there till she sunk.
Neither to compromise would incline,
And the dog stood straddling the mid-
dle line.