"How long has he been a captain ?" "We made him cap'n yesterday." "That's right," put in another sailor.

"We 'lected him unan--nan-- nan'mously; yes, sir, unan--nan--nan'mously." "You are drunk, Bostwick." "No, sir, aint drunk at all .-- Lesher, he's drunk--but he's cap'n all the same." "That's right," put in a third sailor.

"Hurrah for Captain Lesher and the rum he let us have!" "Got to keep off, I tell you," went on Bostwick.

"If you don't, we have--er--we have strict orders to fire on you, yes, sir." "To fire on us!" cried Dick.--"Do you mean to say you would fire on us ?" "Now, see here, don't you put in your oar," said a fourth sailor.
"You don't count with us.

It's the cap'n that was we're talkin' to." "I am captain still," said Captain Blossom firmly.