Bowling sailed for Liverpool.
"I hope we shall see you again sometime, captain," said Mrs.Harding.
"Whenever I come back to New York, I shall come here if you'll keep me," said the bluff sailor.
"Aunt Rachel will miss you, captain," said Jack, slyly.
Capt.

Bowling turned to the confused spinster.
"I hope she will," said he, heartily.

"Perhaps when I see her again, she'll have a husband." "Oh, Capt.

Bowling, how can you say such things ?" gasped Rachel, who, as the time for the captain's departure approached, had been subsiding into her old melancholy.

"There's other things to think of in this vale of tears." "Are there?
Well, if they're gloomy, I don't want to think of 'em.