Mrs. Pengo replies that she doesn’t suppose she will feel any better as long as this rolling of the ship continues.
They claim, standing there, endeavouring to keep as perpendicular as possible, that the rolling is something simply awful.
Then the lady says to them, “Do you know, girls, that all the money subscribed at the concerts goes to England?”
“Why, no; I thought it went to some charity.”
“Oh, it does go to a charity. It goes to the Liverpool Seamen’s Hospital.”
“Well, isn’t that all right?”
“Yes, it’s all right enough; but, as Sadie was just suggesting now, it doesn’t seem quite fair, when there are orphans of sailors belonging to America, and as long as such large sums are subscribed by Americans, that the money should not be divided and part of it at least given to an American charity.”
“Why, that seems perfectly fair, doesn’t it, Mr. Daveling?”
“Yes, it is perfectly fair. I was just suggesting that perhaps if the state of things was presented to the captain, he would doubtless give a portion at least of the proceeds to an American Seamen’s Home—if such an institution exists.”
“Then,” remarked the other girl, “I propose we form a committee, and interview the captain. I think that if Americans subscribe the bulk of the money, which they certainly do, they should have a voice in the disposal of it.”