grampus

No craft like the Grampus could work through a floe, What knots she could run, and what tons she could stow!

Not a man had deserted, and Grampus gave me a favourable account of the behaviour of all hands.

As soon as the prisoners had shoved off, I sent the boat back to the tender, and Grampus and two men returned in her.

Grampus, who had charge of the deck while I was below, watched them narrowly, and did not differ with me as to their character.

I saw to everything myself, or sent Grampus to ascertain that people were losing no time in executing my orders.