harbormen

Updated: June 7, 2025

Nearing six o'clock a skiff drew alongside, being propelled by one oar a method much in vogue with Havana harbormen and when Monsieur came aboard we saw at once evidences of disappointment. His arms hung listlessly, and his large head drooped forward as if at last its weight had proven too great for the squat body. "What's wrong?" I asked. "How do you know there is anything wrong, my boy Jack?"

Credo Fitch Harris - Wings of the Wind