I shall always feel proud, sir, that I sailed with you.

Some one may trust me with a ship some day." "That's the talk, my hearty; keep a sharp look ahead," rejoined the captain, his face lighting up with a smile.

"Cram Bowditch into yer head, and keep a sharp look ahead.

Have ye so ye can bring the sun down to dinner and put the north star in yer pocket afore ye get round Cape Horn.

You'll be a sailor yet, my hearty." Again Captain Bottom shook Tite by the hand warmly.
"Git yer head full of navigation; and with good judgment to help ye out, ye can look an owner in the eye without winking, and tell him ye want a ship.