I read somewhere that every inch of rope

Iread somewhere that every inch of rope used in the British Navy has astrand of red in it, soairjordans 1 that wherever a bit of it is found it is known. That is the text ofmy little sermon to you. Virtue, which means honour, honesty,courage, and all that makes character, is the red thread that marks agood man wherever he is. Keep that alwaysjordanretro i and everywhere, so that even if wrecked by misfortune, that signshall still be found and recognized. Yours is a rough life, and yourmates not all we could wish, but you can be a gentleman in the truesense of the word; and no matter what happens to your body, keep yoursoul clean, your heart true to those who love you, and do your dutysuprashoes tothe end.'
Asshe spoke Emil had risen and stood listening with his cap off and agrave, bright look as if taking orders from a superior officer; whenshe ended, he answered briefly, but heartily: 'Please God, I will!'
'That'sall; I have little fearjordankids for you, but one never knows when or how the weak moment may come,and sometimes a chance word helps us, as so many my dear mother spokecome back to me now for my own comfort and the guidance of my boys,'said Mrs Jo, rising; for the words had been said and no more wereneeded.
'I'vestored 'em up and know wherejordan11 low to find 'em when wanted. Often and often in my watch I've seen oldPlum, and heard you and Uncle talking so plainly, I'd have sworn Iwas here. It is a rough life, Aunty, but a wholesome one if a fellowloves it as I do, and has an anchor to windward as I have. Don'tworry about me, and I'll come home next year with a chest of tea thatkidsmichael jordan shoeswill cheer your heart and give you ideas enough for a dozen novels.Going below? All right, steady in the gangway! I'll be along by thetime you've got out the cake-box. Last chance for a good old lunchashore.'
MrsJo descended laughing, and Emil finished his ship whistlingcheerfully, neitheruggsale dreaming when and where this little chat on the house-top wouldreturn to the memory of one of them.
Danwas harder to catch, and not until evening did a quiet moment come inthat busy family; when, while the rest were roaming about, Mrs Jo satdown to read in the study, and presently Dan looked in atmichaeljordan 1 thewindow.
'Comeand rest after your long tramp; you must be tired,' she called, withan inviting nod towards the big sofa where so many boys hadreposed--as much as that active animal ever does.
'Afraidairjordan shoes I shall disturb you'; but Dan looked as if he wanted to stay hisrestless feet somewhere.
'Nota bit; I'm always ready to talk, shouldn't be a woman if I were not,'laughed Mrs Jo, as Dan swung himself in and sat down with an air ofcontentment very pleasant to see.
'Lastday is over, yetjordan1 low somehowI don't seem to hanker to be off. Generally, I'm rather anxious tocut loose after a short stop. Odd, ain't it?' asked Dan, gravelypicking grass and leaves out of his hair and beard; for he had beenlying on the grass, thinking many thoughts in the quiet summer night.
'Notat all; you are beginning tojordanshoes getcivilized. It's a good sign, and I'm glad to see it,' answered Mrs Jopromptly. 'You've had your swing, and want a change.