Chapter I. Star Bright

The Captain had sold all his lobsters. They had been particularly fine ones, and had gone off "like hot cakes," everyone who passed by the wharf stopping to buy one or two. Now the red dory was empty, and the Captain had washed her out with his usual scrupulous care, and was making preparations for his homeward voyage, when he was hailed by a cheery voice from the street.

"Hillo, January!" said the voice. "Is that you? How goes it?" and the owner of the voice, a sturdy man in a blue coat with brass buttons, came down the wharf and greeted the Captain with a hearty shake of the hand.

"How goes it?" he repeated. "I haven‘t seen ye for a dog‘s age."

"I‘m hearty, Cap‘n Nazro!" replied Captain January. "Hearty, that‘s what I am, an‘ hopin‘ you‘re the same."

"That‘s right!" said the first speaker. "‘Tain‘t often we set eyes on you, you stick so close to your light. And the little gal, she‘s well, I expect? She looks a picture, when I

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