"This is the main-mast," answered Charlie, promptly, "and the others are called the fore-mast and mizzen-mast."
"That is right; I suppose the masts seem high to you."
"Yes, very high," said Charlie, stretching his neck to enable him to see the top.
"Then you don't think you should like to go aloft?" said Randall, playing with him as a cat plays with a mouse.
"I don't believe I could. It would make me dizzy."
"You could do better than you think for, if you were obliged to."
"Perhaps I might," said Charlie, doubtfully. "Do the boys on board ship have to go up there?"
"I had to when I was a boy."
"Wer'n't you afraid?"
"I suppose I was, but that didn't do any good,—I had to go."