"I have paddled over the water many a time in her." "How many oars does she pull ?" asked Marco.
"Oars ?" said Forester, "no oars; they use paddles." "I wish they had some oars," said Marco, "and then I would get a crew of boys, and teach them to manage a boat man-o'-war fashion." "How do you know any thing about it ?" asked Forester.
"O, I learned at New York, in the boats at the Battery." "Well," said Forester, "we'll have some oars made, and get a crew.

I should like to learn myself." "Let us go down and see the boat," said Marco, "now." "No," replied Forester, "it is time to go to dinner now; but we'll come and see the boat the next time we go to take a walk." So Marco and Forester came down the hill, and thence went across the fields home to dinner.

They dined at half-past twelve o'clock, which seemed a very strange hour to Marco..