The third man snorted as he shouldered a keg and moved toward the Wagon.
I urged him to grab the other side of the keg several times.
After reaching the keg I turned to see what had been the fate of our boat.
That keg—like liberty—was to be at the price of eternal vigilance.
There he is on the comb of that sea, rolling over like a keg!
At a word a keg of whiskey was ...