4/12 Seems cur'ous, too, for such an old rip as Dym Scraper, _to_ care for such things; but we're made sing'lar,--one one way, and 'nother one t'other. That's so, I reckon, in your part of the world as well as hereabouts ?" The Skipper bowed his head gravely. "The nature of humans is without doubt the same in many lands," he said. "The little boy whom I hear called John,--he is of near blood to this old gentleman, yes ?" But here Mr.Bill Hen grew redder in the face, which was a difficult feat, and smote the cabin table. "Burning shame, if ever there was one in this mortal world. |