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"Do you mean simply to sit on deck while she's at anchor?"
"I rather contemplated lying down," said Meldon, "with my head on a
life-buoy."
"I don't think I'd care for that. It strikes me as rather waste of
time."
"It would be for you, Major, and I don't advise you to do it. My time
won't be wasted, for I shall use it profitably. I shall take a
quantity of tobacco and a tin of biscuits. You can let me have some
biscuits, I suppose?"
"Certainly. And you'll find a bottle of beer on board, which Simpkins
couldn't drink at luncheon the other day, but I must say that, if
that's your idea of a profitable use of your time--"
"It isn't. The tobacco and the biscuits are mere accessories. What I
really mean to devote my morning to is meditation. One of the greatest
mistakes we make nowadays is not giving sufficient time to quiet
thought. We go hustling along through life doing things which ought
not to be done in a hurry, and when physical exhaustion forces us to
pause for a moment, we run our eyes over printed matter of some
kind--newspapers, magazines, or books--and never give a single hour
from one year's end to another to meditation.
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