Outward Bound - Or, Young America Afloat by Oliver Optic
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canvas. Mr. Lowington commended the officers and crew for the promptness
and skill they had displayed in their first concerted attempt at making sail. He then directed Captain Carnes to furl. Both evolutions were then repeated, until a proficiency satisfactory for one day was attained. "Not going to sea, after all," said Shuffles, when the crew were dismissed from muster. "No," replied Wilton. "I'm tired of lying here, and if we don't go to sea soon, I shall take myself off." "I'm with you." "I thought we were going to have some fun on board, but we don't do anything but study and shake out topsails." "Do you know how you stand on marks, Wilton?" asked Shuffles. "No; not very high, though." "Don't you think you shall get into the cabin next term?" "I know I shall not. I haven't tried for anything." "On the first of next month, you know, new officers will be appointed, and I suppose the crew will be messed over again." "I don't care, I'm getting tired of this thing, I had a better time at the Academy before we came on board." |
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