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"A-ah!" he exclaimed in a guttural tone. "Man in sailboat yonder." Impulsively Billy scrambled to a kneeling position, and his gaze followed Dave's. The two spies then beheld the figure of a man seated in the stern of a dug-out canoe that carried a mast and sail and was coming around the bend of a stream. "If he sees us " began Billy. "S-s-sh!" Dave interrupted warningly. "Wait, see where he go."
With a boatswain's mate in charge, another steamer was despatched down the bay to recover and tow home the capsized sailboat. Examination week went through to its finish. By Saturday night the first classmen knew who had passed. But two of the members of the class had "bilged."
"Sometimes the boom has to go around very suddenly, and you have to look out for yourselves. Archie, you steer now for a while," and Archie took the helm. The little sailboat skimmed along over the glittering water, and now they were well past Clark's Island.
But it was a very small house, and the room that we like best was out of doors. So we spent much time in a sailboat, by name "The Patience," making voyages of exploration into watery corners and byways. Sailing past the wooden bridge one day, when a strong east wind had made a very low tide, we observed the water flowing out beneath the road with an eddying current.
Angelo, against which the sunshine dashes in waves; below us, sheer down two thousand feet, the city of Positano, a nest of brown houses, thickly clustered on a conical spur, and lying along the shore, the home of three thousand people, with a running jump I think I could land in the midst of it, a pygmy city, inhabited by mites, as we look down upon it; a little beach of white sand, a sailboat lying on it, and some fishermen just embarking; a long hotel on the beach; beyond, by the green shore, a country seat charmingly situated amid trees and vines; higher up, the ravine-seamed hill, little stone huts, bits of ruin, towers, arches.
Far, far out lies a hidden reef, and from that hidden reef rises a white merman, shaking his head after a leaky sailboat making out to sea before the wind. Hoho! out to sea, out to the desolate sea... I am glad to be alone, that none may see my eyes. I lean securely against the wall of rock, knowing that no one can observe me from behind.
At the end of the levee we left the mules and went in a sailboat across an arm of the Nile or an overflow, and landed where the sands of the Great Sahara left their embankment, as straight as a wall, along the verge of the alluvial plain of the river. A laborious walk in the flaming sun brought us to the foot of the great Pyramid of Cheops. It was a fairy vision no longer.
Tom Curtis for a few minutes, if that were possible. Tom came back to his mother a little later, his eyes flashing. He related a part of Mr. Brown's story. "If you don't mind, Mother, I think we had better have the fellow up here for the girls to see. I know he is the man who took the sailboat from Madge and me, and Mr.
Morton; "and, as you will judge from my appearance, I jumped in after him. I should advise him to change his clothing, or he will be likely to take cold." Squire Haynes looked puzzled. "I don't see how a large rowboat like his could capsize," he said; "he must have been very careless." "It was a sailboat," explained John, rather reluctantly. "A sailboat! Whose?" "Mine."
He may he in hiding on this island," said Madge as the four girls pulled their skiff up on the beach. "From your description I feel almost certain that he is the same boy who went off with our sailboat. I'd like to come across him again." "Well, I wouldn't," declared Lillian. "I am not so bloodthirsty as you girls are." The girls met no one along the beach, except a few children.
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