must have been much wonderfuller than commanding a dreadnaught."
"You've got the old feelin', ain't you!" Mrs. Bassett said. "My father was one could never abide nor abear steam. 'Give me good canvas,' says he, 'an' the four winds o' heaven thet God A'mighty meant fer us to use.' 'T was a trial to me, sometimes, thet my husband never keered about the sea. He farmed it all his life, an' it al'ays gave him a qualm, like, to set foot in a skiff. An' we never had e'er a son to follow the sea. I did hope fer thet, but 'Gusta Louise she's jest like her pa was,—you couldn't pay her to go near a boat. An' her brung up as a girl right aside o' the water, too. Ain't it cur'ous!"
"I should think you'd get somebody to take you on more voyages," Garth suggested, "when you like it so much. It's funny how, when people want to do things, they can't; and then lots of times people that can, don't want to. I want to follow the sea more than anything, and I'll never be able to."
"Sho', now!" Mrs. Bassett sympathized. "You're jest a little young one yet; I shouldn't wonder but what you can go to sea when you grow up."
