Identifier: stnicholasserial292dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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re before. He swung hisfoot idly to and fro, and lifted a dull eye tothe main-peak blocks, with which, by the way,there was nothing the matter. Go ahead, the other encouraged. I have nt no home. The four words left his mouth as thoughthey had been forcibly ejected, and his lipscame together after them almost with a snap. 796 THE CRUISE OF THE DAZZLER. (July, Joe saw he had touched a tender spot, andstrove to ease the way out of it again. Thenthe home you did have. He did not dreamthat there were lads in the world who never hadknown homes, or that he had only succeededin probing deeper. Never had none. Oh! His interest was aroused, and he tiller, while they went in to eat. Both ladshailed his advent with feelings of relief, andthe awkwardness vanished over the dinner,which was all their skipper had claimed it tobe. Afterward Frisco Kid relieved Pete, andwhile he was eating, Joe washed up the dishesand put the cabin shipshape. Then they allgathered in the stern, where the captain strove
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FRISCO KID INSTANTLY NAMED IT AS THE REINDEER. now threw solicitude to the winds. Anysisters? Nope. Mother? I was so young when she died that I dontremember her. Father? I never saw much of him. He went to sea,—anyhow, lie disappeared. Oh! Joe did not know what to say, andan oppressive silence, broken only by the churnof the Dazzlers forefoot, fell upon them. Just then Pete came out to relieve at the to increase the general cordiality by entertain-ing them with descriptions of life among thepearl-divers of the South Seas. In this fashion the afternoon wore away.They had long since left San Francisco be-hind, rounded Hunters Point, and were nowskirting the San Mateo shore. Joe caught aglimpse, once, of a party of cyclists rounding acliff on the San Bruno Road, and rememberedthe time when he had gone over the sameground on his own wheel. That was only amonth or two before, but it seemed an age to himnow, so much had there been to come between. igo2.) THE CRUISE OF THE DAZZLER. 797 By

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