as called on the bill of fare, and then he soon had to begin on
other vegetables, which were to be served at the more complete evening
meal. There were more potatoes, and some turnips and apples as well,
to be prepared, and it kept the boy busy all the afternoon, cleaning
as hard as he could, and never seeming to get done. The cook urged him
always to hurry, and seemed determined to have everything ready on time.
And Archie began to realise that he was working under a rather severe
master.

He was again successful in getting the vegetables finished in time for
the evening meal, and then he had an idea that he might be allowed to
rest for awhile, but he soon realised his mistake. He was advised to
begin work on the potatoes for breakfast if he didn't want to get up at
two o'clock in the morning and pare them, so once more he took up the
knife and began to clean and scrape. It was ten o'clock before he
had finished, and he found himself too tired to spend any time on the
after-deck with the crew, but went at once down into the small, stuffy
room where he was to sleep with some of the stewards. His back ached
from bending over, and his hands were all sore from being scraped.

Things were not very pleasant in this bedroom, but poor Archie was glad
enough to be able to lie down on the hard straw tick and go to sleep.
He slept soundly until he was awakened at four o'clock in the morning by
the second cook, who ordered him up-stairs to work. There was no time to
wash, and no place where he could wash, so the boy was obliged to go up
just as he was, much as he disliked doing so. And once up-stairs there
were various chores which were waiting for him in the galley, so that
he was kept running until breakfast was served. And then it was time
to begin paring vegetables again. This turned out to be the invariable
daily programme, and Archie became rather discouraged. Had it not been
for the thought that by doing this he was saving money to send home, he
would have been miserable indeed, but this idea kept him hopeful. He was
seasick, too, for a time, and was obliged to keep cleaning vegetables
in the galley during the whole period of his suffering. The days when he
was ill in this way were the most disagreeable ones of the voyage, and
Archie often described afterward his feelings as he sat peeling potatoes
with a bucket standing beside him. Each night he slept like a log, and
each morning he was obliged to get up at four o'clock an