I forget where he had come from--though I believe he told me--or why he was going to London; but a nicer young fellow I never met.

He was rather simple and unsophisticated, and with less knowledge of the world than any man I ever knew; but he did not mind owning to it, and was as grateful as possible for any little hints which, as an older man who had not gone through life with his eyes shut, I was of course able to give him.

He was of a shy disposition I could see, and wanted drawing out; but he soon took to me, and in a surprisingly short time we became friends.

He was in the next cabin to mine, and evidently wished so much to have been with me, that I tried to get another man to exchange; but he was grumpy about it, and I had to give it up, much to young Carr's disappointment.

Indeed, he was quite silent and morose for a whole day about it, poor fellow.