This angered the other boy in the dispute, and he called Gordon a liar.

This, according to Gordon's code, was a cause of war.

He slapped Ferdy in the mouth, and the next second they were at it hammer-and-tongs.

So long as they were on their feet, Ferdy, who knew something of boxing, had much the best of it and punished Gordon severely, until the latter, diving into him, seized him.
In wrestling Ferdy was no match for him, for Gordon had wrestled with every boy on the plantation, and after a short scuffle he lifted Ferdy and flung him flat on his back on the deck, jarring the wind out of him.
Ferdy refused to make up and went off crying to his mother, who from that time filled the ship with her abuse of Gordon.
The victory of the younger boy gave him great prestige among the sailors, and Mike Doherty, the bully of the fore-castle, gave him boxing lessons during all the rest of the voyage, teaching him the mystery of the "side swing" and the "left-hand upper-cut," which Mike said was "as good as a belaying-pin." "With a good, smooth tongue for the girlls and a good upper-cut for thim as treads on your toes, you are aall right," said Mr.Doherty; "you're rigged for ivery braize.

But, boy, remimber to be quick with both, and don't forgit who taaught you." Thus, it was that, while Gordon Keith was still a boy of about twelve or thirteen, instead of being on the old plantation rimmed by the great woods, where his life had hitherto been spent, except during the brief period when he had been at Dr.Grammer's school, he found himself one summer in a little watering-place on the shores of an English lake as blue as a china plate, set amid ranges of high green hills, on which nestled pretty white or brown villas surrounded by gardens and parks.
The water was a new element for Gordon.