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Lincoln, Joseph Crosby, 1870-1944

"Cap'n Warren's Wards"

I'm used to
roughin' it, been to sea a good many v'yages, and if a feather bed ain't
handy I can get my forty winks on the floor. So that's settled, and you
mustn't have me on your conscience. That's sense, ain't it, Mrs. Dunn?"
Mrs. Corcoran Dunn did not deign a reply. Caroline answered for her.
"Very well," she said, coldly. Stepping to the desk she rang a bell. The
butler appeared in the doorway.
"Edwards," said Miss Warren, "this gentleman," indicating the captain,
"is to be our guest, for the present. You may show him to his room--the
blue room, I think. If it is not ready, see that it is made so."
"Yes, Miss Caroline," replied Edwards. Retiring to the hall, he returned
with the suit-case.
"Will you wish to go to your room at once, sir?" he asked.
"Why, I guess I might as well, Commodore," answered Captain Elisha,
smiling. "Little soap and water won't do no harm. Fact is, I feel's if
'twas a prescription to be recommended. You needn't tote that valise,
though," he added. "'Tain't heavy, and I've lugged it so fur already
sence I got off the car that I feel kind of lonesome without it."
The butler, not knowing exactly how to answer, grinned sheepishly.
Captain Elisha turned to Mrs. Dunn and her son.
"Well, good afternoon, ma'am," he said.


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