I used to be very fond of slinging, ever since I read of David slaying Goliath the Philistine, and I was once thought to be expert at it." So I set to work to manufacture a sling.

For a long time we all worked very busily without speaking.

At length Peterkin looked up: "I say, Jack, I'm sorry to say I must apply to you for another strip of your handkerchief, to tie on this rascally head with.

It's pretty well torn at any rate, so you won't miss it." Jack proceeded to comply with this request when Peterkin suddenly laid his hand on his arm and arrested him.
"Hist, man," said he, "be tender; you should never be needlessly cruel if you can help it.

Do try to shave past Lord Nelson's mouth without tearing it, if possible! Thanks.