While our breakfast was preparing, we all gathered in the forward cockpit to enjoy the scene and the life about us.

Though not a thing of beauty, yet, as she swung lazily at her moorings with her wide, low windows and the little hooded cockpit that we tried hard not to call a porch, she looked cozy and comfortable.

Though not a thing of beauty, yet, as she swung lazily at her moorings with her wide, low windows and the little hooded cockpit that we tried hard not to call a porch, she looked cozy and comfortable.

Every house and cabin had its game-cock, every village its licensed cockpit.