“Little crackies only understand certain words,” explained the captain, “but a Newfoundland understands whole sentences.” Newfoundland Retiriever Book:Sailor's Choice Source: Sailor's Choice
“It isn’t every man lucky enough to get an old-time Newfoundland dog that can work like a horse and think like a man.” Newfoundland Retiriever Book:Sailor's Choice Source: Sailor's Choice
“The hunters raced toward the bawling whitecoats and their nimble parent, who were ducking down bobbing holes. Swiftly they dispatched whitecoat after whitecoat with a quick hard blown on the snout. Almost as swiftly they rolled each plump body over and shucked off the pelt with its lining of fat. These sculps were then fastened to ropes and pulled into one big pile. “Scoting the tow” John Noseworthy called it.” Seal Hunt Book:Sailor's Choice Source: Sailor's Choice
“Seal hunters from all over the big island were swarming all over the big island were swarming into town to join their ships. They swaggered like pirates in their high boots, with sculping knives hanging from the belts that cinched their waists. They gathered in groups on the sidewalk, these rugged men in canvas jackets and slouched caps. The strange nasal dialect of men from the norther outports filled the frosty air. They talked of noggheads and ballycatters, bedlamers and jinkers – words alien to Tom’s ears.” Seal Hunt Book:Sailor's Choice Source: Sailor's Choice