She was neat, clean, and comfortable.

We camped on the boiler deck, and bought some cheap literature to kill time with.

The vender was a venerable Irishman with a benevolent face and a tongue that worked easily in the socket, and from him we learned that he had lived in St.Louis thirty-four years and had never been across the river during that period.

Then he wandered into a very flowing lecture, filled with classic names and allusions, which was quite wonderful for fluency until the fact became rather apparent that this was not the first time, nor perhaps the fiftieth, that the speech had been delivered.

He was a good deal of a character, and much better company than the sappy literature he was selling.