"Do we need anything in particular in the shape of provisions?" asked Dick.
"I don't think so. You might ask Aleck."
The person referred to was a colored man who was in the employ of the Rovers, and had been with the boys on many of their outings. His full name was Alexander Pop, and he thought the world and all of Dick, Tom and Sam.
"Hullo, Aleck!" called out Dick, going to the cook's galley.
"Yes, sah! Comin', sah!" was the answer, and in an instant Aleck's smiling ebony face showed itself at the doorway.
"Have we got enough provisions on hand until to-morrow?"
"Yes, sah."
"Then we won't have to go ashore for anything?"
"No, sah; less yo' want sumfing very special," and the colored man grinned.
"Are you going to give us a pretty good supper, Aleck?" asked Tom, walking up.
"Lamb chops, sah, an' green peas, sweet potatoes, an' cake an' cut-up peaches."
"That's first-rate, Aleck," said Dick, smiling.
"Any quail on toast?" asked Tom.
"No, sah."
"Any bear steaks, or salmon eggs?"
