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quarters they occupied in the cluttered cabin
of their ship, which continued to keep up a
soothing movement with the successive waves
that worked in from the open gulf inclining a
sleepy person to slumber.

"I'll jest sit here an' ruminate while I consume
my tobacco," announced the accommodating
Perk, making light of his job. "Once in so
often I'll take a look skyward with the glasses,
so's to know if there's any chance o' Oscar comin'
back here to try it all over again. When the
moon peeps up in the east yonder I'll put a hand
on your arm, so's to let you know it's near time.
Go to it, partner--do your stuff."

Jack was feeling pretty tired, since he had enjoyed
mighty little decent sleep from one cause
or another during the last few nights. It was
not at all surprising, therefore, that he should be
in slumberland before five minutes passed after
he and Perk had exchanged the last word.

The self-posted sentinel did just as he had
promised, every little while he would quietly
stand up and with the glasses take a keen observation,
covering the blue vault above from one
horizon to another, then, finding all serene, he
would silently resume his seat, with only a sigh
to indicate how he felt. Once more he filled his
everlasting pipe, began to puff delightedly, and

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