Tales of an Old Salt [antikvár]

Does that dog scare you? Say a few fair words to him. Good words cost nothing and are worth much.You think he won't understand you?But he does. He sure does. Why, never mind the dog, I remember a crocodile, the stupid and lazy animal, always dozing in the mud, even he understands and never forgets a good turn.You wonder where I've seen a crocodile and how we got to know each other? In Africa, of course, where else. Well, if you want to listen I can tell you all about it. It's a strange story too.It was like that. Once in a while it happens to every seaman that one fine day, after sailing out in the seas, treading the deck month in, month out, all he wants is to get off the ship and feel firm land under his feet. But it won't take long when he's back in the harbour again, looking for a job on a ship.Once that funny urge got hold of me in Africa.There were other things too at the bottom, but stuff and7