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"
No
use
goin
'
on
;
de
dam
willains
will
keep
a
scougin
'
and
slappin
'
each
oder
,
Massa
Stubb
;
dey
do
n't
hear
one
word
;
no
use
a-preaching
to
such
dam
g
'
uttons
as
you
call
'
em
,
till
dare
bellies
is
full
,
and
dare
bellies
is
bottomless
;
and
when
dey
do
get
'
em
full
,
dey
wont
hear
you
den
;
for
den
dey
sink
in
the
sea
,
go
fast
to
sleep
on
de
coral
,
and
ca
n't
hear
noting
at
all
,
no
more
,
for
eber
and
eber
.
"
"
Upon
my
soul
,
I
am
about
of
the
same
opinion
;
so
give
the
benediction
,
Fleece
,
and
I
'll
away
to
my
supper
.
"
Upon
this
,
Fleece
,
holding
both
hands
over
the
fishy
mob
,
raised
his
shrill
voice
,
and
cried
--
"
Cussed
fellow-critters
!
Kick
up
de
damndest
row
as
ever
you
can
;
fill
your
dam
bellies
'
till
dey
bust
--
and
den
die
.
"
"
Now
,
cook
,
"
said
Stubb
,
resuming
his
supper
at
the
capstan
;
"
stand
just
where
you
stood
before
,
there
,
over
against
me
,
and
pay
particular
attention
.
"
"
All
'
dention
,
"
said
Fleece
,
again
stooping
over
upon
his
tongs
in
the
desired
position
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Stubb
,
helping
himself
freely
meanwhile
;
"
I
shall
now
go
back
to
the
subject
of
this
steak
.
In
the
first
place
,
how
old
are
you
,
cook
?
"
"
What
dat
do
wid
de
'
teak
,
"
said
the
old
black
,
testily
.
"
Silence
!
How
old
are
you
,
cook
?
"
"
'
Bout
ninety
,
dey
say
,
"
he
gloomily
muttered
.
