I never saw anything like his! And his hands! Have you seen his hands?
Be on your guard, Mr.Jeorling, if ever he wants to shake hands with you." "Fortunately, boatswain, Hunt does not seem to be quarrelsome.

He appears to be a quiet man who does not abuse his strength." "No--except when he is setting a halyard.

Then I am always afraid the pulley will come down and the yard with it." Hunt certainly was a strange being, and I could not resist observing him with curiosity, especially as it struck me that he regarded me at times with a curious intentness.
On the 10th of November, at about two in the afternoon, the look-out shouted,-- "Land ahead, starboard!" An observation had just given 55 deg.

7' latitude and 41 deg.

13' longitude.