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the upper berth, was a little window allowing the light to come in,
and allowing a passenger to look out.

“ And we eat out —”

“In the forward cabin, Ralph. That is not so important as the
question whether
we have anything
to eat.”

“Ah, Il risk
Uncle Nat for
that.”

“T don’t know
about that. The
dining-table is in
the forward cabin,
and let us take a
look at it. Are
you hungry,
boys?”

The boys con-
fessed they were
a littl. They
had taken an early

 

WHAT FOR DINNER?

breakfast ashore,
and by this time were longing for dinner. Going into the for-
ward cabin, they saw a long dining-table of black walnut, with strips
about a foot apart running its entire length.

“What are those strips for, uncle?”

“ Those, Ralph, are to keep the dishes in their places. When the ship
is uneasy, away would go our dishes to right and left if we did not
fence them in. Then overhead is that rack, and there after dinner, we