"You know," said Cap'n Abe reflectively, "the Antarctic regions ain't
like the Arctic. 'Cause why? There ain't no folks there. Cap'n
Am'zon says there ain't 'nough land at the south pole to make Marm
Scudder's garden--and they say she didn't need more'n what her
patchwork quilt would cover. Where there's land there's folks. And if
there was land in the Antarctic there'd be Eskimos like there is up
North.
"'Hem! Well, that wasn't what I begun on, was it? This knitting.
Cap'n Am'zon says that many's the time he's thanked his stars he knowed
how to knit."
"I shall be glad to meet him," said Louise.
"If he comes," Cap'n Abe rejoined, "an' I go away as I planned to,
'twon't make a mite o' difference to you, Niece Louise. You feel right
at home here--and so'll Cap'n Am'zon, though he ain't never been to
Cardhaven yet. He'll be a lot better company for you than I'd be."
"Oh, Cap'n Abe, I can scarcely believe that!" cried the girl.
"You don't know Cap'n Am'zon," the storekeeper said. "I tell ye fair:
he's ev'rything that I ain't! As a boy--'hem!--Am'zon was always
leadin' an' me follerin'.
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