Parodies of the works of English & American authors… (1889)
“ On, on she drove—a lambent coruscation, cleaving the black billows of the Atlantic main, about to vanish amidst the deep darkness of the night.“That was a near shave, anyhow,” said Mr. Junk, relinquishing the wheel, “but we must know something more of that saucy clipper,” and catching up a speaking trumpet, he hailed,—“Ship ahoy!”“Ship yourself!” was the response.“What’s your name?”“What’s yours!”“Syncope—Britannic Majesty’s seventy-nine—for Trinidad.”“Yung Fraw—merchant ship, for Rotterdam.”“What cargo?”“Soap!” was the reply. “How are YOU off for it? Ha! ha! ha!” ”
