(* signifies a new contribution)
*was banyan day
*and no slush, no slush at all to be had
*.. This was, in course, of little concern to the resourceful Surprises who turned to
*(cannibalism) immemorial custom
*in spite of
*sour looks from the elderly waisters as,
*, the Captain of the Main Top
*reconciled himself to penguin and peas.
*"We got a Jonah aboard mate"
*he muttered to Bill Brown as they gazed down on the white head of the Butcher. "Because why?"
*, raising his voice,"Because, mate, he hath shot the Great Auk (only
we call itpenguin to make it eat better) that made the breeze to blow
which it's poetry".
*can go ---- yourself. Poetry my ---." said Bill to himself, and out loud: "Oh, wee? Poetry, eh? Right then. Tip us a line, cully."
*after swiftly engulfing the last of the penguin, the Captain of the Main Top assumed a chuchgoing expession and, in a hollow, unnatural voice boomed :
*ship was cheered
*". "Auk? Auk?" The butcher's white head and purple face appeared abruptly through the lubber's hole. "Which it ain't no flaming auk, no, nor penguin neither, it's..."
But his voice was drowned out by the cry of his mates below - "Albatross! Albatross! Get your nice albatross here!"
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