Platt

North, away yonder - you'll hear him tune up in a minute - is Tom Platt. Man-o'-war's man he was on the old Ohio - first of our navy, he says, to go araound the Horn.

"Double game for Tom Platt. He'll tell you all about the old Ohio to-morrow.

"He's caught on good," said the scarred man, who was Tom Platt, watching him critically.

"Git out o' here, Tom Platt, an' leave me fix the tables."

"One, two, four - nine," said Tom Platt, counting with a practised eye.

"Forty-one," said Tom Platt. "Beat by a farmer, Salters.

Disko Troop, Tom Platt, Long Jack, and Salters went forward on the word.

Tom Platt an' dad they stow together, an' you'll hear 'em arguin'.

The cook had no need to cry "second half." Dan and Manuel were down the hatch and at table ere Tom Platt, last and most deliberate of the elders, had finished wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

In the hold there were tramplings and rumblings where Disko Troop and Tom Platt moved among the salt-bins.

"You pitch to dad an' Tom Platt down the hatch, an' take keer Uncle Salters don't cut yer eye out," said Dan, swinging himself into the hold.