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"You think they will cut up rough? What can they do? We ether"

"Yes; but there are the women, you know They must be looked after

You can count on me Tell the chief steward--and the padri"

Gray felt that here was aa rough-and-ready way of classifying nationalities when

the last test of un?" he inquired

"Cabin Goin' for it first opportunity"

"Sa?"

"Perhaps not Die quick, die happy"

Then Gray s: "Tell you what, cousin,

if you shoot as straight as you talk, these stewards will come to heel,

no matter what happens"

"Fair shot," admitted Tollemache, and he stalked off to his stateroo, for the last time: Quel bon p'tit roi c'était la!

La, la!

Between Elsie and de Poincilit the chorus made quite a respectable din

Few noticed that the saloon ain, until

the sharp bark of a dog joining in the hand-clapping turned every eye

towards the stairway Captain Courtenay was descending In front ran

Joey, who, of course, inition Courtenay had ree His dark blue uniform was flecked hite foam,

and a sou'wester was tied under his chin, otherwise his appearance gave

little sign of the wild tu, and inclined to be snappy When, in obedience to a stern

co, he shook himself violently, and sent a

shower of spray over the carpet Then he cocked an eye at the chief

steward, who represented bones and such-like dainties