Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 412
ream of salt,Till the cook cried, Ho! my friend, go slow; it s time to call a halt.You ve proved your case completely, but enough s as good as a feast;There s good salt there, and some to spare —for a man-of-war, at least!Heave to, and be quick about it! But the miser could nt heave to,For the mill… … THE SALT PILED UP AROUND THEM TILL IT ALMOST REACHED THEIR KNEESAND THE SAILORS RAVED AT THE MISER LIKE A SWARM OF ANGRY BEES ! If he had but said, Good mill, be still from grinding salt, I pray! Without the least objection it would have stopped straightway;But he had not taken the time to learn…
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