Part 6 (1/2)
”I dare say it is.”
”You can just as well go in there, if you like.”
”I don't see how that can be. I don't think I'm fit to be an officer. I am from Cincinnati, and I never saw a s.h.i.+p till I came east three weeks ago.”
”None of the fellows know anything about a s.h.i.+p. All of us will have to learn.”
”Carnes knows all about one.”
”No, he don't. He made one voyage, and knows just enough to talk salt.
He's a good fellow enough, but he isn't fit for captain. If you want to be an officer, Kendall, and have a berth in the after cabin, you can, just as well as not.”
”Well, I would like such a place; I can't deny it; but I don't think the fellows will go for me.”
”They will, if you say so.”
”If I say so! I'm not going to ask them to vote for me,” replied Kendall, warmly; for he was no politician and had a vein of modesty in his composition.
”You needn't say a word to any one. If you will go for our ticket, it will be all right. Half a dozen of us have talked this matter over, and we have concluded that you would be the best fellow for second master.”
”Have you?” asked Kendall, who could not help being gratified to learn that even half a dozen of his companions had thought him worthy to be an officer of so high a rank as second master. ”I'm very much obliged to you.”
”All you have to do, is to go for our ticket.”
”What do you mean by your ticket?” demanded Kendall, who was rather confused by the technical terms of the wire-puller.
Wilton explained that his little party had selected a candidate for each of the offices; and if all the fellows agreed to it, there would be fifteen votes for their ticket, to begin with.
”Well, what is your ticket?” demanded Kendall, impatiently. ”If they are all good fellows, I will go for them. Of course you mean to vote for Carnes for captain.”
”Not exactly,” replied Wilton, with evident disgust. ”We shall put up a better fellow than he is for captain.”
”Why, all the boys are going for him,” added Kendall, astonished to find there were any who did not believe in Carnes.
”No, they are not.”
”I thought they were.”
”He will not be elected, and you need not throw your vote away upon him, because, if you don't want a place in the after cabin, there are plenty of fellows who do,” added the wire-puller, with apparent indifference.
”But I do want it.”
”Then all you have to do, is to go for our ticket.”
”I think Carnes will make the best captain.”
”Very well; if you think so, you have a right to your own opinion. I haven't any mortgage on it.”
”Whom are you going to run for captain?”