Taking up a couple of large stones which lay near, Jack tried to beat the round basils of the fetters into an oval form, so as to enable him to slip his heels through them. Nothing seemed to be amiss. Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. Probably he taught me what a joke was merely to irritate my father; for suddenly Father stopped my going to the store for things and sent our old Kanaka cook instead.
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