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It is, said I. But would you have the kindness to tell me if you know anything about this deformed person? About the Sculpin? said the young fellow. My good friend, said I, I am sure, by your countenance, you would not hurt the feelings of one who has been hardly enough treated by Nature to be spared by his fellows.

Besides these, there was the brim, a small, red fish, which is excellent fried; the cat fish, also a good pan fish; the cusk, which is best baked; the whiting, the eel, the repulsive-looking skate, the monk, of which it can almost be said that his mouth is bigger than himself, and last, but not least, that ubiquitous fish, the curse of amateur harbor fishers, the much-abused sculpin.

I'll get the lump-fish; but 'tis the last cure you'll try. If it fails, back you go t' Wolf Cove." "Oh, my!" said she, taken aback. "Back I goes, does I! An' t' Wolf Cove? Oh, dear!" My father sent word to the masters of the cod-traps, which were then set off the heads, that such sculpin as got in the nets by chance must be saved for him.

His first remark was in the form of a question addressed to Mr. Chase. "Look here, Isaiah," he demanded, "did I understand you to say that Mary-'Gusta was with you when that sculpin come to borrow my gun?" "Yup. She was here." "And she knew that he was goin' to shoot a cat with it?" "Sartin, she heard him say so."

The ring he wears labels him well enough. There is stuff in the little man, or he wouldn't stick so manfully by this crooked, crotchety old town. Give him a chance. You will drop the Sculpin, won't you? I said to the young fellow. Drop him? he answered, I ha'n't took him up yet. No, no, the term, I said, the term. Don't call him so any more, if you please. Call him Little Boston, if you like.

It is, said I. But would you have the kindness to tell me if you know anything about this deformed person? About the Sculpin? said the young fellow. My good friend, said I, I am sure, by your countenance, you would not hurt the feelings of one who has been hardly enough treated by Nature to be spared by his fellows.

The man keeps it wet so that he can see the crack more plainly, and if that crack turns back a little to the right, he must turn it to the left by striking the sculpin toward the left, or perhaps by striking a rather heavy blow on the left of the stone itself. Now the chief splitter takes it, and with a broad thin chisel he splits it into plates becoming thinner at each split.