"I'm going now, sir; only I want to call your attention to the books
I have put into your trunk, sir. I thought as we could only take a
very few, I had better put in the Bible, and Shakspeare, and Milton,
sir."

"An admirable selection, Morris. Good-night, dear old friend."

"Good-night, sir; but please take notice I have put in a chess board
and set of chessmen."

"All right, professor. Good-night," repeated Ishmael

"Yes, sir; good-night! And there's a first-rate spy-glass, as I
thought you'd like to have to see distant objects."

"Thank you, professor. Good-night!" reiterated Ishmael, scarcely
able to restrain his laughter.

"Good-night, sir. And there's some--well, I see you're laughing at
me."

"No, no, professor! or, if I was, it was in sympathy and pleasure;
not in derision--Heaven forbid! Your boyish interest in this voyage
is really charming to me, professor. But you must retire, old
friend; indeed you must. You know we will have plenty of time to
look over these things when we get on board the steamer," said
Ishmael, taking the old man's hand, cordially shaking it, and
resolutely dismissing him to rest.

And Ishmael himself retired to bed and to sleep, and being very much