"That is whales' food.

Mr.Benedict, a fine occasion to study this curious species of crustacea." "Phew!" from the entomologist.
"How--phew!" cried the captain.

"But you have no right to profess such indifference.

These crustaceans form one of the six classes of the articulates, if I am not mistaken, and as such----" "Phew!" said Cousin Benedict again, shaking his lead.
"For instance----I find you passably disdainful for an entomologist!" "Entomologist, it may be," replied Cousin Benedict, "but more particularly hexapodist, Captain Hull, please remember." "At all events," replied Captain Hull, "if these crustaceans do not interest you, it can't be helped; but it would be otherwise if you possessed a whale's stomach.

Then what a regale! Do you see, Mrs.
Weldon, when we whalers, during the fishing season, arrive in sight of a shoal of these crustaceans, we have only time to prepare our harpoons and our lines.