"Uncle Homer Passford ?" "It was he; I know him well, for I used to meet him at Glenfield in other days.

I am as familiar with his face as with that of your father, though I have not seen either of them for over three years." "Where was he?
What was he doing ?" asked Christy curiously.
"He was just coming up from below; and Mr.Hungerford, the second lieutenant, told me he had been turned out of the captain's cabin, which had been made into a hospital for the wounded," added Paul.

"I had no opportunity to speak to him, for he averted his gaze and moved off in another direction as soon as he saw me.

He looked pale and thin, as though he had recently been very sick." "Poor Uncle Homer!" exclaimed the lieutenant.

"He has been very unfortunate.