"
"Aren't sleepy, are you?" asked Alan, forgetting that his chum had
not slept the night before.
"No," said Ned, "only happy. But I'd be happier if I had had time
to get a good hot supper."
"All ready, sah, in de stateroom," announced Elmer's cheerful voice.
Both boys turned--Ned in surprise.
"Supper's all ready, sah!" continued the colored boy, "and waiting
fo' you all."
In the stateroom was a sight to arouse a sleepy boy and to delight a
hungry one. In the middle of a small table was a bunch of pink
roses. On either side, in a dish of cracked ice, was the half of a
luscious cantaloupe. Silver knives, forks and spoons, sparkling
glass-ware and snowy napkins at once revealed the resources of the
Placida's pantry.
"Well, I'll be jiggered!" exclaimed Ned.
"Pretty nifty, eh?" laughed Alan.
"Well, if this isn't the last straw!" exclaimed Ned as they seated
themselves. "But I want to thank you both. I didn't know how
hungry I really was--"
He was about to plunge a spoon into the fragrant, cool melon when he
saw a folded note by his plate.
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