And the Quartermaster shone with pride as he entered in the log:
"At 10 P.M. we dowsed our pipes and drew the Nettle's fires,
At 10.15 six births aboard—that blinkin' cat of ours!"
And the Quartermaster shone with pride as he entered in the log:
"At 10 P.M. we dowsed our pipes and drew the Nettle's fires,
At 10.15 six births aboard—that blinkin' cat of ours!"