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"Bear a hand here, cook!" called Mayo

But the ot to rig tackle and get this long-boat

over"

The schooner's spare boat was in chocks between the foremast and the

main Mayo noted that it was heaped full of spare cable and held the

usual odds and ends of a clutter-box He cliirl to assist her over the rail

"It will keep you out of the swash," he advised her "Sit there in the

stern while I toss out this truck"

But she did not sit down She began to throw out such articles as her

strength couldhim heartily

"Oh, it ain't any use," declared the one till we go, you infernal turtle! Coot no heart left for anything I never would have believed

it The Old Man going off and saving a lot of nigger sailors instead of

me--after all the vittles I've fixed up for hiratitude there is in the world, I'ether The cat's a friend, anyway"

Mayo lost his tee in that