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Updated: June 15, 2025
"What have you been doing all night?" "Pulling." "Did you land to obtain information?" "Yes." "And you got none?" "No." Here Short hitched up the waistband of his second pair of trousers, turned short round, and was going below, when Snarleyyow smelt at his heels.
You'll think that Snarleyyow is baying the moon: howsomever, take it as it is." As this was the last chorus, it was repeated three or four times, and with hallooing, screaming, and dancing in mad gesticulation. "Hurrah, my lads," cried Jemmy, "three cheers and a bravo."
"Your dog's tail!" exclaimed the man, "what do you mean? Is it this ragged mangy thing you would have?" and the man took the tail of Snarleyyow, and held it up to the view of the assembled crowd. "Yes," replied Vanslyperken, coming towards the man with eagerness; "that is what I want," and he held out his hand to receive it.
In which the crew of the Yungfrau lose a good prize, and Snarleyyow loses his character. The next morning the Yungfrau was clear of St Helens, and sounding the eastern part of the Isle of Wight, after which she made sail into the offing, that she might not be suspected by those on shore waiting to receive the cargo.
He must have seen the devil; or, perhaps," thought Smallbones, "that imp of the devil, Snarleyyow. I'll go and see what it was, anyhow." Smallbones, rubbing his abdomen, where the corporal had trod hardest, walked into the cabin, where he beheld the dog. He stood with his mouth wide open. "I defy the devil and all his works," exclaimed he, at last, "and you be one of his, that's sartain.
It was therefore so arranged; the dog would follow the corporal in the absence of his master, but no one else. In a few minutes the corporal, Smallbones, Snarleyyow, and a very small bundle of linen, were in the boat, and shoved off with as many good wishes and as much anxiety for their success, as probably Jason and his followers received when they departed in search of the Golden Fleece.
The corporal then entered into a long detail of the way in which the dog had been detailed how he had been cutting up beef and how while his back was turned, and Snarleyyow, as usual, was at the block, picking up the bits, Moggy Salisbury, who had been allowed to come on board by Mr Short, had caught up the cleaver and chopped off the dog's tail.
His sorrow soon changed to rage he invoked all the curses he could imagine upon Moggy's head he vowed revenge he stamped with rage and then he patted Snarleyyow; and as the beast looked wistfully in his face, Vanslyperken shed tears. "My poor, poor dog! first your eye and now your tail what will your persecutors require next? Perdition seize them! may perdition be my portion if I am not revenged.
Moggy's animosity to Vanslyperken is well known, and she ridiculed the idea of Snarleyyow being anything more than an uncommon lucky dog in escaping so often. Smallbones was of her opinion, and again declared his intention of doing the dog a mischief as soon as he could.
"Who?" exclaimed several voices at once. "Snarleyyow," replied Smallbones, mournfully. "Yes mein Gott!" exclaimed Corporal Van Spitter, attempting to rise on his legs. "Whew!" whistled Jemmy Ducks but nobody else uttered a sound; they all looked at one another, some with compressed lips, others with mouths open. At last one shook his head then another.
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