four-futt

Updated: May 20, 2025

If you don't, I'm a Dutchman." "If I do, you'll have a taste of it too, old salt-water, for we're in the same boat," retorted the young red-coat. "True, but we ain't in the same body;" returned the sailor. "I should just like to see your four-futt legs wobblin' about in a nor'-west gale. You'd sing another song." "Come, Macleod," cried Moses Pyne, "tip us a Gaelic song."

R. M. (Robert Michael) Ballantyne - Blue Lights: Hot Work in the Soudan