A TEETOTAL CAPTAIN 



I ONCE met a splendid sea captain. He 

 manded a large steamer that crosses the ocean 

 many times each year. I was on his steamer 

 with Frances E. Willard, and we were going 

 to England. The first day of the voyage, when 

 the big gong rang for dinner, word came to 

 Miss Willard that we were to sit at the captain's 

 table during the trip. 



As we went down to the long, elegant dining- 

 room, we talked about this captain, and Miss 

 Willard said she hoped he was a friendly man 

 and a temperance man. When we reached the 

 captain's table we saw a tall, fine-looking per- 

 son standing at its head a man with a strong, 

 kind face, an ideal commander of a great ship. 

 He was waiting for Miss Willard to come, for 

 he said at once with a genial smile, as he put 

 out his hand to take hers, "I am very glad to 

 see you, Miss Willard. For many years I have 

 wanted to meet you. This will be a voyage I 

 shall always remember with pleasure, for you 

 are to do me an honor by sitting at my table." 



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