The "really _good_ man" had a very broad back.

I saw him signal a sampan to come alongside, get into it, and go off in the direction of a cluster of local steamers anchored close inshore.
I said: "He's a seaman, isn't he ?" "Yes.

Commands that biggish dark-green steamer: '_Sissie_--Glasgow.' He has never commanded anything else but the '_Sissie_--Glasgow,' only it wasn't always the same _Sissie_.

The first he had was about half the length of this one, and we used to tell poor Davidson that she was a size too small for him.

Even at that time Davidson had bulk.