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the pilot from Krabbesund brought it in. That
was jolly; not for the people on board,—it was
anything but jolly for them,—but for us
children.
When we choose, we go out into the harbor
in boats and row round and round among the
strange ships. At last, very likely, the sailors
call out to us and ask us to come on board, and
then it doesn’t take us long to scramble up the
ladder, you may be sure! On board, it is awfully
jolly. Once a French skipper gave us some
pineapple preserves; but generally we only get
crackers. When the Spanish ship was in, the
streets swarmed with foreign sailors, with long
brown necks and burning black eyes. Then
the old policeman, Mr. Weiby, strutted about,
and sent Father long written reports about
Street rows and disturbances. The Spaniards
didn’t bother themselves a mite about old
Weiby, puffing around with his chin high in
the air!
Sometimes on summer afternoons when the
water lies calm and shilling, we slip o tf and
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