. Master Rockafellar's voyage . I asked. Thatll depend upon the thtate of the weather,answered Kennet. But do we sail 7inder it ? • Oh, hang it, Rockafellar ! cried Poole, youre. I PUT MY EYE TO THE TELESCOPE. io6 MASTER ROCKAFELLARS VOYAGE. not at school now, little boy ! Whos to answersuch questions ? Lets down on deck, or the mate11 be singing out. As I descended the shrouds I saw some sailorsat work in the waist, grinning very hard. Seen it, sir ? bawled one of them. Yes, said I. No chance, I hope, he sung out, of its foulingour mast-heads, is there, * Otherwise it 11 sweepevery spar
. Master Rockafellar's voyage . I asked. Thatll depend upon the thtate of the weather,answered Kennet. But do we sail 7inder it ? • Oh, hang it, Rockafellar ! cried Poole, youre. I PUT MY EYE TO THE TELESCOPE. io6 MASTER ROCKAFELLARS VOYAGE. not at school now, little boy ! Whos to answersuch questions ? Lets down on deck, or the mate11 be singing out. As I descended the shrouds I saw some sailorsat work in the waist, grinning very hard. Seen it, sir ? bawled one of them. Yes, said I. No chance, I hope, he sung out, of its foulingour mast-heads, is there, * Otherwise it 11 sweepevery spar overboard. * No, it looks to be too high up in the air to hurtus, I answered, and trudged aft, followed by ahalf-smothered chorus of laughter. The mate stood at the head of the poop ladder. Where have you been, sir ? he exclaimed. Up in the foretop, sir, I answered. And what job carried you there, young gentle-man ? I have been viewing the equator, sir, I re-sponded. Who showed it to you ? said he, with a twink-ling eye. Mr. Kennet and Mr. Poole, sir, said I. He beckoned, with a solemn motion of his fore-finger, to Kennet, who approached. Have you the equator handy about
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