Outward Bound - Or, Young America Afloat by Oliver Optic
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diligently till bed-time in carrying their point.
While none thought of Shuffles in connection with the highest position, many mentioned the dignified young gentleman, who had made one voyage up the Mediterranean--Richard Carnes. He had been on board a fortnight, and had won and retained the respect of all his companions. Before the little band of wire-pullers in the steerage had made up the "slate" to suit their minds, the crowd on deck had agreed upon Richard Carnes for captain, and were busy in discussing the qualifications of others for the subordinate offices, when the log-rollers separated, and went to work upon their mission. "How are you going to vote for captain, Kendall?" said Wilton, stopping up to the young gentleman who had proposed so many questions to the principal, and who had been so honest in confessing his ignorance of nautical matters. "For Carnes, of course." "Humph! I wouldn't vote for him," sneered the wire-puller. "Why not?" "He's too stiff; he'll put on airs, and be a tyrant over us." "No, he won't." "You see if he don't. I say, Kendall, are you up for any office?" continued Wilton, with a certain appearance of slyness which the |
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