In one corner stood his bunk, or bed, and in the other his well-worn sea-chest, a perfect Pandora's box of mysteries.

You would have thought yourself in the cabin of a real ship.
The little room aft, separated from the cabin by a sliding door, was the caboose.

It held a cooking-stove, pots, pans, and groceries; also a lot of fishing-lines and coils of tarred twine, which made the place smell like a forecastle, and a delightful smell it is--to those who fancy it.
Kitty didn't leave our service, but played housekeeper for both establishments, returning at night to Sailor Ben's.

He shortly added a wherry to his worldly goods, and in the fishing season made a very handsome income.

During the winter he employed himself manufacturing crab-nets, for which he found no lack of customers.
His popularity among the boys was immense.