We do n't like to get among the ice pack , for fear it should nip our toes : but the mollys dare fly anywhere . '' So the petrels called to the mollys : but they were so busy and greedy , gobbling and peeking and spluttering and fighting over the blubber , that they did not take the least notice . `` Come , come , '' said the petrels , `` you lazy greedy lubbers , this young gentleman is going to Mother Carey , and if you do n't attend on him , you wo n't earn your discharge from her , you know . '' `` Greedy we are , '' says a great fat old molly , `` but lazy we ai n't ; and , as for lubbers , we 're no more lubbers than you . Let 's have a look at the lad . '' And he flapped right into Tom 's face , and stared at him in the most impudent way -LRB- for the mollys are audacious fellows , as all whalers know -RRB- , and then asked him where he hailed from , and what land he sighted last . And , when Tom told him , he seemed pleased , and said he was a good plucked one to have got so far . `` Come along , lads , '' he said to the rest , `` and give this little chap a cast over the pack , for Mother Carey 's sake . We 've eaten blubber enough for to-day , and we 'll e ` en work out a bit of our time by helping the lad . '' So the mollys took Tom up on their backs , and flew off with him , laughing and joking -- and oh , how they did smell of train oil ! `` Who are you , you jolly birds ? '' asked Tom . `` We are the spirits of the old Greenland skippers -LRB- as every sailor knows -RRB- , who hunted here , right whales and horse-whales , full hundreds of years agone . But , because we were saucy and greedy , we were all turned into mollys , to eat whale 's blubber all our days . But lubbers we are none , and could sail a ship now against any man in the North seas , though we do n't hold with this new-fangled steam . And it 's a shame of those black imps of petrels to call us so ; but because they 're her grace 's pets , they think they may say anything they like . '' `` And who are you ? '' asked Tom of him , for he saw that he was the king of all the birds . `` My name is Hendrick Hudson , and a right good skipper was I ; and my name will last to the world 's end , in spite of all the wrong I did . For I discovered Hudson River , and I named Hudson 's Bay ; and many have come in my wake that dared not have shown me the way .
But I was a hard man in my time , that 's truth , and stole the poor Indians off the coast of Maine , and sold them for slaves down XXXXX Virginia ; and at last I was so cruel to my sailors , here in these very seas , that they set me adrift in an open boat , and I never was heard of more .
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