“It couldn’t stay there,” said John.
“Why couldn’t it?” declared the mate. “I guess I know what I am talking about.”
“Why, the attraction of gravitation would pull it to the ground.”
“That’s all right,” roared the mate, “but the attraction of gravitation is frozen too. Yes, I’ve seen with my own eyes eggs staying right up in the air and the air itself all froze up and the attraction of gravitation froze too.”
“That must be a great sight,” laughed Fred.
“It is, and you can’t see it anywhere except on Mackinac Island.”
“What do you do with yourself all winter?” demanded John.
“Get ready for summer.”
“And then when summer comes you work all the while getting ready for the winter, don’t you?”
“Yes, that’s just it,” acknowledged the sailor soberly. “It just seems as if all the time nobody had a chance to live, but he just plans to get ready for it.”