It has the same high, curved poop and stern, the same short masts and broad, square sails.

"Have a care lest you let the man fall into the sea!" cried Wilder sternly, from his stand on the distant poop.

The truth of the matter being that he is just a plain, ordinary poop and needs a snootful as badly as ever man did.

Only active measures, promptly applied, can provide this poor, pusillanimous poop with the proper pep.