She's sworn three men off their drink, or, to the same purpose, shut off their whisky.

You know them--Brahms, Curtis, and Fowler.

She shipped them on the _Flibberty-Gibbet_ along with her." "She's the skipper of the _Flibberty_ now," Oleson broke in.

"And she'll wreck her as sure as God didn't make the Solomons." Dr.Welshmere tried to look shocked, but laughed again.
"She has quite a way with her," he said.

"I tried to back out of bringing the horses over.