Three months after, Isaac encountered the master of the schooner in the streets of Kingston. “Ah, mine goot captain--how is you you lookish tin ave you been sheek?” “No, Moses I am well enough, thank you--poor a bit, but sound in health, thank God. You have heard of my having carried away the mainmast, and, after kicking about fifteen days on short allowance, having been obliged to bear up for Honduras?” “I know noting of all dat,” said Isaac; “sorry for it, captain--very sad inteed” “Sad--you may say that, Moses. But I am honest although poor, and here is your bill of lading for your two barrels of provisions; Prime mess, it says damned tough, say I--Howsomedever,” pulling out his purse, “the present value on Bogle, Jopp, and Co’s. wharf is L.5, 6s. 8d. the barrel; so there are two doubloons, Moses, and now discharge the account on the back of the bill of lading, will you?” “Vy should I take payment, captain? if de”--(pork stuck in his throat like ‘amen’ in Macbeth,) “if de barrel ish lost, it can’t be help--de act of God, you know.” “I am an honest man, Isaac,” continued the captain, “although a poor one, and I must tell the truth--we carried on with our own as long as it lasted, at length we had to break bulk, and your two barrels being nearest the hatchway, why we ate them first, that’s all. Lord, what has come over you?”--Isaac grew pale as a corpse.--“Oh, mine Got--mine poor proder, dat you ever was live, to tie in Jamaic--Oh tear, oh tear!” “Did they eat the head and hands and--” “Hold your tongue, Tom Cringle, don’t interrupt me; you did not eat them; I tell it as it was told to me. So Isaac Grimm,” continued Fyall, “was fairly overcome; the kindly feelings of his nature were at length stirred up, and as he turned away, he wept--blew his nose hard, like a Chaldean trumpet in the new moon--and while the large tears coursed each other down his care-worn cheeks, he exclaimed, wringing the captain’s hand, in a voice tremulous and scarcely audible from extreme emotion,” “Oh, Isaac Grimm, Isaac Grimm--tid not your heart mishgive you, ven you vas commit te great blasphemy of invoish Ezekiel--flesh of your flesh, pone of your pone--as por--de onclean peast, I mean. If you hat put invoish him ash peef, surely te earthly tabernacle of him, as always sheet in de high places in te Sinacogue, would never have been allow to pass troo te powels of te pershicuting Nazareen. Ah, mine goot captain mine very tear friend--vat--vat--vat av you done wid de cask, captain?” “Oh most lame and impotent conclusion,” sung out the judge, who by this time had become deucedly prosy, and all hands arose, as if by common consent, and agreed that we had got enough.