Putting some water with it from the pitcher, he raised the tumbler in imitation of the captain.
"Here's success to the right side," added the master, as he drank off the contents of the glass.
"I drink that toast with all my mind, heart, and soul," added the engineer, with decided emphasis, though he knew that "the right side" did not always convey the same idea.
"Help yourself, Mr.-- I've forgot your name, Second Mate," he added as he moved towards the companion ladder.
"Jerry Sandman, sir, and I will help myself to what I want," replied Christy.
"That's right, Mr.Sandman; make yourself at home in this cabin.

I must go on deck and take a look at the Tallahatchie," added the master as he went up the ladder, followed by Graines.
The lieutenant helped himself to a glass of water, after rinsing the tumbler, for that was what he wanted.

Sopsy the cook immediately appeared, bearing a tray on which were several dishes of eatables, bread and ham being the principal.

The bottle was in his way; and after he had drunk off half a tumblerful of its contents, he removed it to the pantry.

He proceeded to set the table.
"Oft in der chizzly night, 'fore slumber's yoke hab tooken me," hummed Sopsy as he worked at the table.
"Where is this schooner bound, Sopsy ?" asked Christy.
"Bound to dat boon whar no trab'ler returns," replied the cook, pausing in his occupation and staring the second mate full in the face.
"That bourn is Nassau, I reckon," laughed the lieutenant.
"I s'pose she's gwine dar if she don't go to dat boon where no trab'lers come back agin," answered Sopsy seriously.