I did not go to dinner; I stayed away from supper until everybody else had finished.
I did not feel so much like a member of the boat's family now as before.
However, my spirits returned, in installments, as we pursued our way down the river.

I was sorry I hated the mate so, because it was not in (young) human nature not to admire him.

He was huge and muscular, his face was bearded and whiskered all over; he had a red woman and a blue woman tattooed on his right arm,--one on each side of a blue anchor with a red rope to it; and in the matter of profanity he was sublime.

When he was getting out cargo at a landing, I was always where I could see and hear.

He felt all the majesty of his great position, and made the world feel it, too.