The captain and the mate on board the _Pretty Polly_ were at
loggerheads. They scowled whenever they met, and seized opportunities of
scoring off each other with fearful glee. Each took a turn at making the
day's entries in the log-book, and the mate, when making his entries,
was very surprised to find, in the captain's handwriting, the words:
"June 2nd, 1917.--Mate drunk."
He stared at it wrathfully a moment, then a slow grin broke over his
face. He took his pen and wrote:
"June 3rd, 1917.--Captain sober."