I haven't eaten anything--I--I feel so sick." "My poor boy!" muttered the Captain, as he grasped the meaning of it all, and his eyes turned a little dim.

"There, there, Bob, it was all a mistake.

I was not angry with you.

Come, come, hold up," he cried, with a smile which made the boy cling to his hand.

"You a Skipper, and can't stand a sea like this?
But do you know where you are ?" The boy could not trust himself to speak, but he nodded and pointed down to the cabin floor.
"Here," said the Captain, looking puzzled.