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No one seemed to think for a moment of danger, or took heed of the bustle on deck, or of the quivering and shaking of everything in the saloon, which seemed suffering from what Mr Lathrope styled a "seaquake" in contradistinction to earthquake.

"I guess, mister," said Mr Lathrope, who took quite as much pride as Mr Meldrum in the building indeed had an equal share in planning its construction, although he did not work quite so hard in carrying out the details "I'd a sight rayther have this air shanty than a brown stone front in Philadelphy yes, sir!"

There's an awful long thing just crawled out of the sea, and it is creeping up to the tent as fast as it can!" "Yes," chorussed Florry, "and it's like the seals we saw in the Zoological Gardens; only it's twice as big and has a long trunk like an elephant!" "Jeehosophat!" exclaimed Mr Lathrope, feeling for his revolver. "It must be a rum outlandish animile, if it's like that!"

A National Children's Bureau, under the charge of Miss Julia Lathrope, has been created at Washington; and Mrs. J. Borden Harriman was appointed to the Industrial Relations Commission.

"I'll do it at once, sir," answered the steward with alacrity, the threat of being abandoned in the sinking vessel being quite sufficient to expedite his movements; and he at once made for the after hatch to get down into the hold, Mr Meldrum satisfying himself that he had set about the task before leaving him, and then, with a kindly word or two to Kate and Mr Lathrope, going on deck again.

"I guess, mister, it air downright prime, an' no mistake," said Mr Lathrope, passing opinion on its qualities; "and more'n that, it fills a feller up fine!" "Begorrah, it's jist like bacon and greens!" observed Mr McCarthy. The majority of the men, too, relished it greatly.

Still, all were in a state of high-strung suspense, looking out eagerly from morning till night for the promised vessel that every one expected was coming to deliver them. "I guess they'd better look alive, mister, if they're coming," said Mr Lathrope, "or else the summer'll be gone afore we git away, and then we shall have to go back to Penguin Castle for another winter.

"I 'spose," put in Mr Lathrope, "you mean about shifting our diggings, mister, hey?" "Precisely," replied the other. "The season was not sufficiently advanced before; but now that it is, the rain having stopped falling persistently and the weather showing signs of clearing up, why, the sooner we are up and stirring, the greater chance we shall have of getting rescued!"

So near were they, indeed, that the most unskilful marksman in the world could hardly have missed them. "Here goes, mister!" ejaculated Mr Lathrope, pulling the trigger of his piece with as strong an effort as if he were wrenching back a gate-post. "I guess you'll soon see the fur fly."

"No, sirree," interposed Mr Lathrope, "and I guess this air blizzard ain't going to last for ever: it looks now railly as if it wer' goin' to leave off snowing." "I think you are right," said Frank Harness, who had been sitting on the other side of Kate, listening quietly to the conversation between her and her father.