Kakahow—This is very good, there is plenty of cloathing.
The sailors had learnt him the familiar mode of address, How do you do, my boy? Moyhanger found it useful in his walk, for the singularity of his appearance attracted much notice from the passengers: they frequently stood to gaze at him. Moyhanger had a vast deal of good nature, and whenever he observed this, he faced about and offered his hand, with, How do you do, my boy? His appearance intimidated many, and they withdrew from his proffered kind shake by the hand.
The coach gave him great satisfaction: when the horses first started off, the motion seemed to alarm him a little; but with me he soon gained confidence. He looked out on each side—then in front—then appeared thoughtful. I asked him how he liked our present situation: he replied, Piannah wurrie nuenue yaieda—Very good house, it walks very fast.
As we passed through a number of streets
