Bill's were limited by nothing but his own imagination.

"It was about fifteen years ago now," began Bill, getting the quid into
a bye-way of his cheek, where it would not impede his utterance "I was
A. B. on the Swallow, a barque, trading wherever we could pick up stuff.
On this v'y'ge we was bound from London to Jamaica with a general cargo.

"The start of that v'y'ge was excellent. We was towed out of the St.
Katherine's Docks here, to the Nore, an' the tug left us to a stiff
breeze, which fairly raced us down Channel and out into the Atlantic.
Everybody was saying what a fine v'y'ge we was having, an' what quick
time we should make, an' the fust mate was in such a lovely temper that
you might do anything with him a'most.

"We was about ten days out, an' still slipping along in this spanking
way, when all of a sudden things changed. I was at the wheel with the
second mate one night, when the skipper, whose name was Brown, came up
from below in a uneasy sort o' fashion, and stood looking at us for some
time without speaking. Then at last he sort o' makes up his mind, and
ses he--

"'Mr. McMillan, I've just had a most remarkable experience, an' I don't
know what to do about it.'

"'Yes, sir?' ses Mr. McMillan.

"'Three times I 've been woke up this night by something shouting in
my ear, "Steer nor'-nor'-west!"' ses the cap'n very solemnly, '"Steer
nor'-nor'-west!"' that's all it says. The first time I thought it was
somebody got into my cabin skylarking, and I laid for 'em with a stick
but I've heard it three times, an' there's nothing there.'

"'It's a supernatural warning,' ses the second mate, who had a great
uncle once who had the second sight, and was the most unpopular man of
his family, because he always knew what to expect, and laid his plans
according.

"'That's what I think,' ses the cap'n. 'There's some poor shipwrecked
fellow creatures in distress."

"'It's a verra grave responsebeelity,' ses Mr. McMillan 'I should just
ca' up the fairst mate.'

"'Bill,' ses the cap'n, 'just go down below, and tell Mr. Salmon I 'd
like a few words with him partikler.'

"Well, I went down below, and called up the first mate, and as soon as
I'd explained to him what he was wanted for, he went right off into a
fit of outrageous bad language, an' hit me. He came right up on deck in
his pants an' socks. A most disrespekful way to come to the cap'n, but
he was that hot and excited he didn't care what he did.

"'Mr.