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The Monikins

CHAPTER XV
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We met this party in a way to render an escape from mutual recognition impossible.

At first I thought, from his averted eye, that it was the intention of our late shipmate to consider our knowledge of each other as one of those accidental acquaintances which, it is known, we all form at watering-places, on journeys, or in the country, and which it is ill-mannered to press upon others in town; or, as Captain Poke afterwards expressed it, like the intimacy between an Englishman and a Yankee, that has been formed in the house of the latter, on better wine than is met with anywhere else, and which was never yet known to withstand the influence of a British fog.
"Why, Sir John," the sealer added, "I once tuck (he meant to say TOOK, not TUCKED) a countryman of yours under my wing, at Stunin'tun, during the last war.

He was a prisoner, as we make prisoners; that is, he went and did pretty much as he pleased; and the fellow had the best of everything--molasses that a spoon would stand up in, pork that would do to slush down a topmast, and New England rum, that a king might set down to, but could not get up from--well, what was the end on't?
Why, as sure as we are among these monkeys, the fellow BOOKED me.

Had I BOOKED but the half of what he guzzled, the amount, I do believe, would have taken the transaction out of any justice's court in the state.

He said my molasses was meagre, the pork lean, and the liquor infernal.


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