. Our young folks [serial]. ands, and with this powdered moss we lined oursoapstone dish all over on the inside with a layer a quarter of an inch smoothing this down all around the edge (this dish, which we called alamp, was much like a saucer, only rougher and much larger), we filled it halffull of oil, and again set fire to it all around the edge ; and this time itworked beautifully, — smoking very little, and giving us plenty of light. How cunning ! exclaimed the children, all at once. Rather so, replied the Captain, but hardly more so than the two littledrinking-cups we carved
. Our young folks [serial]. ands, and with this powdered moss we lined oursoapstone dish all over on the inside with a layer a quarter of an inch smoothing this down all around the edge (this dish, which we called alamp, was much like a saucer, only rougher and much larger), we filled it halffull of oil, and again set fire to it all around the edge ; and this time itworked beautifully, — smoking very little, and giving us plenty of light. How cunning ! exclaimed the children, all at once. Rather so, replied the Captain, but hardly more so than the two littledrinking-cups we carved out of the same kind of soapstone that we made thelamp and pot of. It must have felt very queer, Captain Hardy, said Fred, inquiringly, to be in darkness all the time. I cant imagine such a thing as the winterbeing all the time dark, — can you, Will ? No, I cant, replied William, — can you, sister Alice ? Yes, I think I can, said Alice, quickly. Why, how s that, my little dear ? asked the Captain, greatly 1868.] Cast away in the Cold. 305 O, said Alice, in her gentle way, I ve only to think of poor blindJoe going round with his little dog, begging from door to door, and neverseeing anything in all the world, — no sun, no moon, no stars, nor anylight to him at all. Poor Joes bright summer went out long, long ago ; andboth light and warmth were gone, never to come back, when Martha died !and all s night to Joe, — and that s how I know what it is to be in dark-ness all the time ; and as little Alice made this little speech about poorblind Joe, the beggar-man, her lovely face looked thoughtful beyond its years,and, as she finished, the Captain saw a tear stealing from her soft blue eyefor poor Joes sake ; and he caught her in his arms right off, without stop-ping to think at all what he was doing, and he kissed away the tear; and,as he did it, a much bigger one came tearing out of his own great hazel eye,and hurried down into his shaggy beard to hide, as if
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