The oldest seaman in Norway never experienced any thing like it.

"Got a new one sailing up from Ursal," the old seaman went on.

'He is the pilot, in course,' replied the old seaman.

The old seaman raised his hand with an effort.

The old seaman turned to a little girl at his side, who was weeping softly, her head in her arms.

He had the tremendous forearms and clear eyes of an old seaman.

His old seaman's clothes still fit him, though a little bit scarecrowishly.

The darkness hid the man lying motionless, and the old seaman too.

The old seaman called for a glass of rum, and stood outside, drinking and looking around.

I'll not leave that much money for a drunken old seaman - him dead, too!