Best thing goin' for folks with icicles," remarked the captain, waving the iron spoon he had used to stir the contents of the saucepan.
"Yes, sir, thank you.

But don't you ask a blessing ?" "Hey ?" "A blessing, you know.

Saying that you're thankful for the food now set before us." "Hum! Why, to tell you the truth I've kind of neglected that, I'm afraid.

Bein' thankful for the grub I've had lately was most too much of a strain, I shouldn't wonder." "I know the one mamma used to say.

Shall I ask it for you ?" "Sho! I guess so, if you want to." The girl bent her head and repeated a short grace.