f the dog, he started up on his
knees, and looked at it as if it were an apparition, with every
demonstration of terror in his countenance; his eyes glared upon the
animal with horror and astonishment, and he fell down in a swoon. The
whole of the ship's company were taken aback--they looked at one another
and shook their heads--one only remark was made by Jansen, who muttered,
"De tog is no tog a'ter all."

Mr Vanslyperken ordered Smallbones to be taken below, and then walked
aft; perceiving Obadiah Coble, he inquired whence the dog had come, and
was answered that he had come off in the boat which he had taken on
shore for fresh beef and vegetables. Mr Vanslyperken made no reply,
but, with Snarleyyow at his heels, went down into the cabin.

CHAPTER ELEVEN.

IN WHICH SNARLEYYOW DOES NOT AT ALL ASSIST HIS MASTER'S CAUSE WITH THE
WIDOW VANDERSLOOSH.

It will be necessary to explain to the reader by what means the life of
our celebrated cur was preserved. When Smallbones had thrown him into
the canal, tied up, as he supposed, in his winding-sheet, what Mr
Vanslyperken observed was true, that there were people below, and the
supposed paving-stone might have fallen upon them: the voices which he
heard were those of a father and son, who were in a small boat going
from a galliot to the steps where they intended to land; for this canal
was not like most others, with the water in it sufficiently high to
enable people to step from the vessel's gunwale to the jetty.
Snarleyyow fell in his bag a few yards ahead of the boat, and the splash
naturally attracted their attention; he did not sink immediately, but
floundered and struggled so as to keep himself partly above water.

"What is that?" exclaimed the father to his son, in Dutch.

"Mein Gott! who is to know?--but we will see;" and the boy took the
boat-hook, and with it dragged the bread-bags towards the boat, just as
they were sinking, for Snarleyyow was exhausted with his efforts. The
two together dragged the bags with their contents into the boat.

"It is a dog or something," observed the son.

"Very well, but the bread-bags will be useful," replied the father, and
they pulled on to the landing-stairs. When they arrived there they
lifted out the bags, laid them on the stone steps, and proceeded to
unrip them, when they found Snarleyyow, who was just giving signs of
returning animation. They took the bags with them, after having rolled
his carcase out, and l