There's all sorts of queer yarns about.

I--Oh, good mornin', Cap'n Cyrus! How DO you do ?" The captain grunted an answer to the effect that he was bearing up pretty well, considering.

There was a scowl on his face, and he spoke little as, holding Emily by the hand, he led the way home.

That evening he dropped in at the perfect boarding house and begged to know if Mrs.
Bangs had any "fashion books" around that she didn't want.
"I mean--er--er--magazines with pictures of women's duds in 'em," he stammered, in explanation.

"Bos'n likes to look at 'em.