His companion had been to Europe and was used to steamer life.
"I think, Joe," said he, "that I shall put you in the top berth.

The lower berth is considered more desirable, but I claim it on the score of age and infirmity." "You don't look very old, or infirm," said Joe.
"I am twenty-three.

And you ?" "Fifteen--nearly sixteen." "I have a stateroom trunk, which will just slip in under my berth.
Where is your luggage ?" Joe looked embarrassed.
"I don't know but you will feel ashamed of me," he said; "but the only extra clothes I have are tied up in this handkerchief." Charles Folsom whistled.
"Well," said he, "you are poorly provided.

What have you got inside ?" "A couple of shirts, three collars, two handkerchiefs, and a pair of stockings." "And you are going a journey of thousands of miles! But never mind," he said kindly.

"I am not much larger than you, and, if you need it, I can lend you.