Little by little, or, The cruise of the "Flyaway"

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Little by little, or, The cruise of the "Flyaway"

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Ko.GG Fl VE CENTS DY e of or The cru1S the flyaway Look out, Paul I don't do that!" remonstrated his brother. The youth, dlsi:-eiiaralnathe terror of his brother, dived over the bow of the boat the moment he saw the form of the poor ifirl.

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B VEBOLD .IJ Different Complete Story Every Week By Subsi:ription /a.so per year. Entered accordihg to Act of Congress in the year '904. in the O_l'ice of the Librarian of Co118Joss, Wasl 1i"8fon, ). c. STREET & SMITH, 238 Wt1/fam S t., N Y. No. 66. N E W YORK, M arch 26, 1904 Price Five Cents. LITTLE B Y LITT. LB; OR The C ruis e of the ''flyaway.'' B y OLIVER OPTIC. CHAPTER I. PAUL DUNCAN. "I'll give you a quarter, P aul, if you will take me dow n to the Point in your boa t, said Thomas Nettle, as h e came down to the beach where the boy addressed wa s baling out an old, d i ngy-looking boat. "It blows too hard," replied Paul Duncan. "The club went down in their boat." "But it didn't blow so h a r d then as it does n ow It's a regular sou'easter." "What are you afraid of, Paul?" "I'm not afraid; but there's n o u se of risking your life for a quarter "I'll give you a half, then." Paul Duncam hesitated. Half a dolla r was a great dea l of money to him, and more than often found its way into his exchequer. He glanced at the white capped waves in the bay, and then at Thomas. "There's no ballast in her," said he. "Put rocks in, t hen." "I think it's rath\'r dange rous, and I qon't bel\eve you r mother would agree to have you go out in a boat in such a blow as this "My mother Humph! Let me tell you I'm not to my mother's apron string. I think I'm old enough to have a will of my own. Don'f talk to me about my mother," replied Thomas, contemptuous l y "I'm not a baby." "Just as you please ; but I think it blows too hard to go out." 'lLet me have your boat, and I'll go alone, then, if you are afraid to go." "I'm not afraid," answered Paul, stung by these re peated implications upon his courage. "Jump in, and I'll give you enough of it before you get halfway to the point." Thomas got into the boat, which was anything but a beauty in her shape and appointments Paul pushed her off the beach upon which she had grounded, and as she receded from the shore, leaped on board of her. Placing an oar at the stern, he sculled her out a short distance from the land, and then shook out the sail. The first flaw 9f wind that struck it heeled the boat over so far that

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2 BRA VE AND BOLD. Thomas leaped with desperate haste up to the windward side. "Don't be afraid, Tom," said Paul, with a smUe. ''She has got the wind now." "Who' s afraid?" demanded Thomas. "I thought you were by the way you jumped/' "Well, the gunwale of your old craft went under." "Not quite." "I say it did; and you don't suppose I was going to. sit there and be spilled into the drink-do you?" continued Thomas, sharply. "I won't dispute you ; she heeled over as a boat always will when she first gets the wind." "You think you are an old salt, Paul, but you don't know enough to navigate a herring pond." "Jus t as you lik e ," replied Paul, whose good nature was a proof against the assaults of his companion. "I don't pretend to know much; but I think I understand this old boat pretty well." Paul was the oldest of a family of six children, and was now in his fourteenth year. His father was a jour neyman ship carpenter-an honest, temperate, hard-working man, who was obliged to struggle with the realities of life in order to win a comfortable subsistence for his large family. In the inoffensive sense of the term, he was a poor man; that is, he lived from hand tomouth, and had not saved a single dollar with which to meet the misfor tunes of life. But he had brought up his family as well as he could, and given the old e st the best education which his limited means would afford. Thomas Nettle's father was a wealthy merchant, who had retired from active business, and lived upon his bejutifol estate in Bayville, in which transpired the events of my story. Maj. Nettle, as his townsmen called himfor he had attained to the rank indicated by his military title in the militia-was an easy, careless man, and had but a very low appreciation of the moral and religious duties and responsibilities of a parent. It was a favorite theory with him that a boy would do well enough if only let alone. It was of no use to cram his head or his heart with notions, as he called them, about morality and re ligion; the boy :vould find them out himself when he wanted them. large portion of the inhabitants, even at the time of which I :vrite, were gentlemen doing business in the city, though the pliJ.ce had a shipyard and several wharves from whkh the surrounding country was supplied with wood, coal and lumber. The town is located on both sides of Tenean l\iver, the estuary of which forms a very good harbor, though the place has not yet attained to any considerable commercial importance. The shipyard and the wharves were on the north side of the river, which was known as Mercantile Point. On the south side a peninsula extended about half a mile out into the sea, at the extremity of which was the little cot tage of Mr. Duncan, the ship carpenter. It was built upon the high bluff, and below it was the beach, which had been formed by the continued caving of the earth from the high bank The cottage was over a mile from the shipyard, by the road, and not more than half the dis tance in a straight line across the water. As an easy and pleasant way to get to his work, Mr. Duncan had purchased the old boat, in which Paul had just embarked, for a few dollars, and in good weather gerierally went over to the shipyard by water. He was a skillful boatman, and under his tuition his son had learned all the mysteri e s of sailing a boat. Like most boys, he was disposed to be more daring than was necessary, and it was C?ften th a t his father and mother found occasion to check him in the pursuit of bold enterprises. Paul was passionately fond of the water, and was proud of his nautical skill and knowledge. Aquatic sports were all the rage at Bayville, and there were very few gentlefl1en who had the means that did not own boats of some kind. In the summer season the harbor always presented a brilliant display of yachts, sail boats and wherries. The largest of these was the Fly away, a splendid yacht of fifty-two tons, whieh was jointly owned by Maj. Nettle and Capt. Littleton. Even the boys of the high school had a club boat, which, in the warm season, not only afforded them fine sport, but plenty of healthy exercise for the proper development of their physical organization. On the first day of May, when our story opens, the scholars of the high school had a picnic at Tenean Point, and the boat club had gone down to participate in t)1e fes"Steady! why don't you luff her up, when the puffs tivities of the occasion. Thomas Nettle had been to the come," said Thomas, as a flaw of wind struck the sail, and careened her so far that she took in a little water over the side. "Oh, I don't mind a little dash of water over the side," repli e d Paul, with a smile; for it must be owned that he was di s pos e d to punish his companion for the imputations he had cast upon his seamanship and his courage. Ba y ville is situated about seven or eig-ht miles from J3ost on, on the line of one of the principal railro ad.s. A city in the morning, and had not returned in season to go down with the club, of which he was a member. It was four miles to the Point by the road, and only half that distance by water, when the wind permitted the passage in a straight line. He did not like the idea of walking so far, choosing rather to incur the danger of being drowned by the upsetting of Paul's old boat. ln spite of the strong wind and the heavy sea, Paul

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 3 kept the boat on her course, thou gh, as the tide was ag a inst h e r, she did not make much h e adway. "Can you weather South Point, Paul ? asked Thomas, had bee n sil e nt for some time. "I'm afraid I c a n 't; this old boat makes about as much leewa y as headway. "It is pre tty rough out her e isn't it?" "Ra t he r, repli e d Paul, indifferently. S h e tak es in a good deal of water." M o stly spray; y ou can bale her out if you have a mind to do so. Thomas was glad to have somethin g in the shape of occupati o n for it r e quired 'all his pow e r to conceal a cer tain nf:'rv o u s n e ss which he w o uld not have h a d Paul see for all th e world. H e took the tin kettle and wor ked as th o u g h the safe ty of the craft dep e nded entir ely upon his effort. The wi n d s ee med to increase rather than diminish in force, and the s ail w a s b e coming more exciting every moment; but Paul maintaiIJ e d his s elf-poss e ssion, and though he had s o me doubts about his ability to keep the old craft right side up, he did not permit his companion to know that he had a sin g l e rr.isg i v in g For two hours the boat labor e d heav i ly in t he rough sea, and had ac complish e d ab o ut two-thirds of th e dis t ance to Tene an Point. The young adv e nturers w e re now in the worst place in the ba y and the boat was exposed to the full force of th e wind and th e se a fr o m which t hey had before been p a rtially protected by an i sland. "Wha t do you think, Paul?" said Thomas, su s pending for a moment the work of baling, in which he had been engaged for the last hour. "What do I think?" replied Paul, co o lly, as he wiped the spray from his eyes; "I think it b!ows tremendou s hard." "So do I." I "Then we shan't quarrel on that point, anyhow "Do you think you can make the Point?" "Certainl y I do; I'm in for it, a t any rate." "Vl/e don't make much headway." "That's true ." "I shan't g e t to the picnic in any kind of season," con tinued Thomas, crouchin g down und e r the weather rail, as a huge wave gave the boat a slap that made her quiver like a leaf. "I can't help that, Tom; I didn't want you to come this way." "Don't you think we had better run for the shore, and give it up?" "I don t think any such thing. If the old boat will only hold together long enough, I'll put you ashore on Tenean Point." "I'm afraid she won't hold together much longer." "No ma tter; we will go it while she does hold tog e th e r. Ca n y o u s wim Tom?" You know very well I can swim, Paul." "Better g e t your boots off, then." "Who do y o u s upp ose c o uld swim ashore in such a sea as this ? Besi des it is ove r half a mil e and the surf o n the b e ach would t e ar a fellow all to pi e c e s "You ou g ht to have thought of these things b e fore y ou cam e o u t here. " I t i s a grea t d eal wor s e than I had any id e a of," an swer e d Thomas v v ho h a d proceed e d far enou g h to be willin g to yie l d a p o int. "Fo r my p a rt, I am w illin g to b e l a nd e d h e r e ;" and he point e d to a little cove on the Ten e an sh o re. "You d o n t say you have got enough of it, Tom," said Paul with a smil e E nou g h of it I want to get to the picnic some t ime to da y I h o p e you don't think I a m fri g hte ned." "Of course I don't; you daren't be frightened after all y our big talk before w e came out." "I'll g ive up on that, Paul. You are the spunkiest fellow with a boat I ever saw. I am willing to say that and stick to it." "That's saying a good deal." "But you mustn't suppose I am afraid." "Of c o urse not; you' r e only in a hurry to get to the picnic; t hat's the idea." "That's just i t and if y d u will put me ashore at the cove, I will be jus t as much obliged to you as though you had carri e d me all the way to the Point." "Jus t as you say;" and the boatman, proud of the triumph h e had won over his boastful companion, turned the boat's head toward the shore. The corner of the sail hung down for the want of a sprit to support it, but as they had the wind free, there was canvas eno u g h to drive her rapid l y toward the shore. \Vhile they w ere still half a mile from the cove, Thomas called Paul's attention to a horse and chaise on the beach from which a man was making violent gestures for them to come ashore. CHAPTER II. PAUL HEARS BAD NEWS. "Who is it, Tom?" asked Paul, very anxiously. "I d o n't know; can't mak e him out "Wha t can he want with us?" "That m a n ke eps shaking his hat to us Who do you think it is ?" "It looks like Capt. Litdeton." "What can he want of me?" said Paul, anxiously "If it is Capt. Littleton, it is more like he wan t!\ me." In a f e w m oments m or e t he boat d a r ted i n t o t h e cov e

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4 BRA VE AND BOLD. and the boy s reco g nized Capt. Littleton in the gentleman who h a d been b e ckonin g to them. Come ashore Paul, as quick as y o u c an!" shouted he, as h e jumpe d into his chai se, and drove nearer to the point wh e r e the boat was to land. "Do y o u want me, si r?" ask e d Paul. "Yes; y ou are w a nted at home." Our h e ro was filled with terror and anxiety by this repl y He was sure that som e thing had happened, or a gentl e man like Capt. Littleton would not have taken the trouble to come after him. As the boat struck the bank he bra iled up the sail, and jumped ashore with the painter in his hand. "Come, Paul, never mind the boat; Thomas will take care of her. Get int o the chaise with me as quick as you can," s a i d C a pt. Littl e ton. "What is the matt e r, sir? What has happened?" de mand e d Paul, trembling with the most painful solicitude. "Get into the chaise first, and I will tell you as we return." "Has anything happened to my mother, sir?" cried Paul, the tears rushing to his eyes. "Nothiry g h a s happened to your mother, Paul. She is quite well," answered Capt. Littleton, as he urged the horse to his utmost speed. Paul was greatly relieved by this assurance, thou g h it was still evid e nt from the manner of the gentleman, and the sp e ed at which he drove the horse, that some dreadful event h a d occurr e d. "Tell me what has happ e ned, if you please, sir," Paul conti n u ed. "Is any of the folks d ead? You say it is not my moth er." "Your mother is quite well, and none of your family are dead, thou gh--" Capt Littl e ton paus e d, and l o oked at the boy's face, whi c h wa s still bath e d in t ears He saw the misery that he wa s e nd u ring and h e hesi t ated to utt e r wo rds which he kn e w m ust carry g rief and woe to his h e art. "Yo u must be calm and firm, P a ul," continued the kind ge ntl e m a n. "It is not s o bad as you suppose, and we may h o p e for the best: Your fath e r has just met with a seri o us accid e nt." "Is he d ea d sir?" gasped Paul. "You don't tell me the w h ole st 0 ry, sir "He is not dead, Paul; but he is very badly hurt." "He is alive, then." "He is." Paul clos e ly scrutinized the expressi9n of Capt. Little ton, fearful that he had not told him th e whole truth. "Are y ou sure he was not killed?" he asked, still un satisfi ed. "He was alive when I left him, but that was nearly an hour a g o." "I am thinkful if he is alive. How did it happen, sir?" "He fell from the bow of the ship upon which he was at work, and struck a pi l e of timber. I am afraid he is very badly hurt. I happened to be near the shipyard at the time, and assi s ted in car r y ing him home. He is conscious, and asked for you. Your mother said you were out in the boat." Paul burst into tears again at these words. "Do you think my father is alive now?" sobbed Paul. "I hope so; but it is impossible to foretell the result. The doctors spoke very despondin g ly of his case; but wr must hope for the best." "How does my mother bear it?" "As well as could be expected, considering the sudden ness of the calamity." "Oh, it will kill her,'"groaned Paul. "I hope not; you must be calm, my boy. It' is dreadful, I know; but we must not add to the pain of the suf ferer by useless lamentation." "I will be as calm as I sir; but it is awful to have such a thing happen just now." "We know not what a day or an hour may bring forth, Paul." "Yes, but to have it happen now. If it had been at any other time I could have borne it better," continued the boy, wiping away the tears that blinded him. "We cannot choose the time for such an event to happen." "If it had only come b e fore I left home! Oh, d ear." "Be cal m Paul: w e c o uld n o t s e l e ct a ti m e wh e n we should be prepared for such a calamity. You must not suppo s e one time is better than another for trials and sorrows." Paul did not say much more but wept in silence as the chai s e da s h e d al o n g th e ro d. Eve ry moment seemed like an hour till h e ca m e in sig t of the cottage of his father. The re w e re the two sulki e s of. the d o ctors, and a c row d of peop l e at th e g ate, to e nable him to realize the dreadful calamity which h a d overtaken him. The pa nting h ors e st o pp e d b e fore the door, a nd P a ul's limbs a)most fail e d to support him as he dragge d himself into the house. "Oh, P a ul," sobb e d his moth e r, who met him at the door, "I th o u ght you w o uld n e v e r come. I'm afraid you won't have a father a great while lon ger. His m o th e r t oo k him b y th e hand, and l e d him into the chamb e r wh e re his fath e r l ay. He was shocked by the chan ge which a f e w sho r t h o urs had produced and he need e d not th e s k ill of the physic i an to assure him that Mr. Duncan h a d but a s h ort time to live. "Paul ," said his father faintly "I shall soon be no more, and I leave your mother, and your brothers, and sisters to your care. Take good care of them, Faul, for they will soon have no one else to help them. Be a good

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/ BRA VE AND BOLD. 5 boy, and be an honest man, and everything will go well with you. Be true to your God a'nd true to yourself, and then all the world cannot harm you. May God keep you in the path of duty as long as you live." Mr.' Duncan closed his eyes with an audible sigh, and Paul burst into tears, r ealizing that he was about to lose the kindest and best of fathers. "Don't cry, my boy," said the sufferer; "be a man, and in a little while the struggle will be over with me." The whole family were gathered round the bed, and Mr. Duncan gave them his blessing for the doctors as sured him his hour was at hand. We will not dwell upon the painful scene. In an hour all was still in that room save the sobs of the bereaved widow, who stood gazing in agony upon the silent form which she had seen go out from her that morning in the full vigor of h1ealth and strength. The angel of death was there, and had done his work. Paul was stupefied by the suddenness of the shock, and all the currents of his existence seemed to stop in their flow. He spent the afternoon in his chamber; trying to understand the nature of his situation. He had dried his tears, but the deeper grief had gone in upon his heart. He spent a wakeful night in thinking of the past, and in en deavoring to make himself believe that his father was dead. All that he had ever done for him, all that he had ever said to him, came up before him with a clearness and vividness that made them seem like realities. In this condition he moved about the house till after the f:-ineral, mechanically executing such duties as he was required to perform; but everything was so unn atural to him that he could hardly persuade himself of the reality of his being. The death of his father was an epoch in his existence, a turning point in his career, and the wheels of time, the current of events, stopped, soon to resume their course in a different direction. When the last rites of love and respect had been paid to the remains of his father, Paul roused himself from his stupor, and began to examine the future. At the deathbed of his parent he had received a solemn charge, and he carefully reviewed the words, and recalled the ex pression with which it had been committed to him. His mother and his brothers and sisters had been given into his care, and he felt the responsibility of the position he had accepted. He determined, to the best of his ability, to discharge his duty to them; but he was sorely troubled to think of some way by which he could earn money enough to support them, for he had put a literal construc tion upQn the dying words of his father. CHAPTER III. PAUL BECOMES THE HEAD OF THE FAMILY. For a week after the funeral Paul racked his brain in devising expedients to supply the place of his father in a pecuniary point of view, but without success. If he went into a store, or obtained such a place as a boy can fill, it would pay him only two or three dollars a week, and this would be scarcely anything toward the support of the family, for his father had generally earned twelve dollars a week during the greater portion of the year. He wanted to do something better. He did not expect to make so much as his father had made, but was determined, if pos sible, to earn at least half as much. Thus far his reflection had been to little purpose, for it was no small matter for a boy to charge himself with double the work of one of his age. He had not yet con sulted his mother, nor obtained her views in regard to the support of the family. He did not know whether she expected him to do the whole of it, but it did not appear reasonable to him that she could do anything more than to keep house and take care of the children. He wished that he could go to her and relieve her of all responsibility in regard to the money affairs, and Jet her live just-as she had been accustomed to live before the death of his father; and he almost cri ed with vexation, after he had vainly ransacked his brains for the means, to think he could not do so. He could not hit upon any plan that would meet his expectations, and he decided to have a talk with her in relation to the future. I "What are we going to do, mother?" he asked, as he seated himself in the kitchen where Mrs. Dunpn was get ting supper. "That is what I have been thinking of myself," she re plied. "I have been talking with C a pt. Littleton to-day, and he gave me some good advice and offered me any as sistance I might require." "You surely don't mean to live on charit y, motlier," added Paul, proudly. "Certainly not. Capt. Littl e ton did not off e r to give me anything; only to assist me in getting work for myself and you." "Oh, well, that's all :ight." "While we have our h e alth and strength, we shall not have to ask other help of any one." "Of course not." "I hope I am above asking charity, or taking it either." "I knew you were. What did fapt. Littl e t o n say?" "Thanks to the goodness ana for e thought of your father, we are not left entir e ly destitute," Mrs. Duncan, hopefully, wiping a tear from her cheek. "I didn't know th e re was an y thincr left." "After paxing all the funeral expenses and the doctors'

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6 BRA VE AND BOLD. bills, I shall have fifty
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.. BRAVE AND BOLD. 7 have good luck at fishing. Will you do this for me, Paul?" "Yes, sir; certainly I will." "I will speak to your mother about it." Paul conducted Capt. Littleton into the little parlor, and called his mother. She was willing that he should go, and glad to have him do something in return for the gentle man's repeated acts of kindness. "I will give you twenty cents a dozen for them, Paul, and I want at least five dozen," continued the capta in. "He will not charge anything, sir," added Mrs. Duncan. "Not a cent, sir," repeated Paul. "It's a fair trade, young man, and I won't take them unl ess I pay for them." "I don't want any pay from you, sir." "But I choose to pay you, and you must take your orders from me in this instance. Have you any clams for bait?" "No, sir. I will get some to-night." "Very well; you may go and get them now and I will tal k to your mother about a little business matter." Paul took his hat and went down to the beach. Embarking in the old boat, he sailed over to Tenean, where plenty of clams were to be had, and a bucketful was soon procured. Like a prudent fisherman, he made all his ar rangements for the next day. First he repaired the worn out sail, then made a new sprit, and refitted the tiller to the rudder head. When everything was in ship-shape or der about the boat, he took out his perch lines, ganged on a new hook, and rigged an extra sinker for use in case of accident. "Going a-fishing, Paul?" said John Duncan, his brother, a lad of ten, who joined him when he had nearly completed his preparations. "I'm going down in the morning to get a mess of perch for Capt. Littleton." "Let me go with you, Paul?" "You must go to school." "It don't keep." "Ask mother, then; if she is willing, I am." "l-Iave you got a line for me?" "Yes." John Duncan, for his years, was almost as much of a sailor and fisherman as Paul. Both of them took to the water like ducks, and seemed to understand all about a boat as if by instinct. The prospect of a day down below fired the imagination of the "young salt" and he ran up the bluff with all his might to obtain the desired per mission. "May I go a-fishing with Paul to-morrow mother?" shouted he as he ru s hed i nto the parlor, without noticing the presence of Ca.Qt Littleton .. "We will see about that by and by. Take off you r cap." "How do you do, John?" said Capt. Littleton. "Pretty well," replied John, whose .head keeled over on the port side, as he discovered the visitor, and three fingers found their way into his mo uth. "You want to go a-fi shing do you?" "Yes, sir." "Do you think it is safe to let him go?" asked Mrs. Duncan. "I ain't afraid, mother," interrupted the young h ope ful. "I know you are not, and that's one reason why I don' t like ta trust you in the boat." "Your boys take to the water in a natural way, and when boys have a decid ed taste of that kind, it isn't of much use to thwart them." "I know it isn't; but John has worried my life out since he was four years old, for he is always in the water." "I should use proper precaution with him, but Paul is so good a boatman that I should not be afraid to trust him in his care." "You may go, John," added Mrs. Duncan. "I have almost made up my mind to let him live in the water; but I can't help going to the window when he is out on the beach, at least twenty times a day, to see if he isn't in trouble." "To return to Paul," said Capt Littl eton, resuming the remarks which the entrance of John hc.d interrupted. "I have the refusal of a place in a law yer's office, w here the salary is two dollars and a half a week. It is small pay but it is better than nothing." "He expects more than that. It would have astonishe d you to hear him talk a little while ago. He is going to 11s sume the whole burden of supporting the family, and is not willing that I should do anythin g ." "He is a smart boy, and ought to have a good pla ce." "He says he means to make five dollars a week; but that is mere boy talk." "I like his spirit, but he will hardly be expected to earn five dollars a w.eek at present. I hope I shall be able to find him a better place than the one I spoke o f." "You are very good, sir; I shall never be able to rep ay you for your kindness." "Don't mention it, ma'am. I am very glad to do any thing I can for you. You have mad e up your mind, then, to purchase the house?" "Yes, sir." "I think that's the b es t thin g you can do under the circi1mstances. The property is ri sing in value, and in a f e w years, if you should want to sell, it would bring two thousand dollars. I will see Freeman as I return, anc;l the papers shall be made out immediately." "Thank you; sir."

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8 BRA V E AND BOLD. Ca pt. Littl eto n took his l e ave and M rs. Duncan w as ver y g rat e ful to him for the fri e ndly i n t e r est h e mani f e s te d in her affa irs. Whe n Paul return e d t o t he hou se, his mother informed him that her friend h a d found a place for him ; but the y oung aspirant had g ot an idea, and m ade up his mind to d e cline th e si t uation. CHAPTER IV. PAUL COOK S HIS OWN BREAKFAST A N D GOE S A-FISHING. About s ix mil e s east of B ay ville was a rocky island, around which p e rch w e re abundant. P a ul had often been ther e with his father, and was fa m iliar with the l o cali ty. He knew just where to moor his boat to have good luck in fishing, and was acquainted with all the chann e ls, cur rents an d bars in th e ba y H e w as n o t o n l y a s k illful s e aman, but a go o d p i lot a n d felt a s much at h ome on the bay as in th e stre e ts of Bayville. It would b e l o w tide in the bay at sev e n o'cl o ck, and Paul made his calculation s acc or ding ly The b es t time to fish w a s on the "young flood," or soon after the tid e had turn e d to come in; and, if the wind should happ e n to be light or contrary, it would take him a l ong tim e to run down to Rock Island, as the place was ca11ed, there fore he must go do w n with the tide. To accomplish his pu r p ose it was n e cessary that he should s tart by five o 'clo ck in the morning, which was an hour before his usual breakfast time. H e did not sleep very well that ni g ht, for the great ide a to w hich we h a ve allud e d was cr e ating an immense c o mmoti o n in his mind. He had reasoned out the cer tainty of his b e in g able to support th e family, and he felt as proud of his g reat r e soluti o n as th o u g h he had achievl!d its full fruits \:Vhe n, at last, h e dropped asl e ep it was only to dre am of great s pe c ulati o ns and of the s a ti s facti o n he s h o uld hav e in g iving h i s m ot her m o n e y e n o u g h o n Saturd a y night to pay a11 the expenses of the famil y for a week. H e w o k e v e r y ea rl y in th e m o rning and as he jumped out of b ed he h eard the clo ck on the t o wn hall strike four. He did not mean to di s turb his mother and therefore c a uti o n e d John not to make any nois e H e was not like s ome b o ys, who grow l and grumbl e at the ir m o th e rs if their meals are not ready when th e y want them Stea l ing softly downstairs he went to the back kitchen, and made a fire in the s tove "Now, John, you g o d o wn to th e bo a t and bale her out, saitl he to his bro t h e r a s the l a tt e r j o ined him. "Are you g oin g w i t h out an y breakfast?" a s ked John. "No; breakfa s t w ill be ready by the time you have baled out th e boa t .1 "You Have n t c alleeneath it Paul poured a little of the boiling w a ter into the coffee pot, and then came an appalling dif ficulty-he did not know how much to put in, and was not sure that he had taken the proper quantity o"f coffee. At a venture he filled the pot half full, and then pro c e eded to cook the meat. After the coffee had boiled ten or fifteen minut e s he t e st e d its s t r e n g th, and added more water. H e was delighted \\'.ith his success, and when John r e turned from th e beach, he was putting the breakfas t upon the table. "Bre akfast i s ready," said Paul. "Did y ou co o k it thou gh?" "I did ; I told you I could." ''I'11 g ive up now. Why don't you hire out for a c ook?" "Perhaps I sha11 one o f th ese days "Wo uldn t mother's eye s s tick out if she shou l d happen in about this time?" "J g uess not much." But th ey did for just as the bo y s w e r e seating them s e l ves at t h e t able, M rs. Duncan ent e red th e room. "Why, boys! what have you be e n d o in g?" exclaim e d she, astonished at the re g ularity w ith which everythin g seemed to be p ro c eeding in her absence "Only getting something to eat before we g o," replied Paul, f

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BRAVE AND BOLD. 9 "Why didn't you call me?" "I thought I wouldn't get you up so early; besides, I could get breakfast just as well myself." "I declare you are a good cook, Paul. Your. potatoes and meat look as nice as can be. How is your coffee? Did you put a piece of fishskin in the pot ?" "Yes, ma'an1." "Did you put any salt on the meat?" "I did; come, mother, sit down and eat your break fast." Mrs. Duncan accepted this polite invitation, and seating herself in her accustomed place, began to pour out the coffee. It was clear, and of the right strength, and she liberally praised Paul for his culinary skill, and declared that her son was a jewel about the house. The breakfast seemed even better than usual that morniHg, and our hero was as proud as though he had built a meeting house. "Come, John, we must bear a hand; there isn't a breath of wind, and it will take us some time to make Rock Island," said Paul, as he rose from the table. "Have you filled the jug with fresh water?" "No, but I will." "Here is some gingerbread and cheese for luncheon," added Mrs. Duncan, as : she handed Paul a basket she had filled for their use. "Now, be very careful, and don't run any risk. Look out for squalls, and don't carry sail too long." "I'll be very careful, mother. You may trust me to go round the world," replied Paul. "But I wish you had a better boat." "She'll do very well, mother, though I hope to have a better one some time or other." The jug was fil!ed at the pump, and with their pro visions and water the boys set off with light hearts for the work of the day. Paul felt the responsibility of the trust which Capt. Littleton had imposed upon him. He was going to make some money by the operation, and upon this day's success depended the hopes which he had been fondly cherishing in regard to his new scheme. There are always some drawbacks to disturb the best laid plans, and when Paul reached the bluff, he discovered the boat adrift at some distance from the shore. "You are a careless fellow, John," he cried. "You didn't make fast the boat." "That's too bad, Paul; I didn't mean to do that," re plied John, vexed at the accident. "I don't suppose you did ; but you are careless." "I thought I made her fast. V\That shall we do, Paul? I would rather given anything than had this happen." "So would I ; but there is no use of crying about it. There isn't a skiff to be had within half a mile of here." "I'll tell you what I'll do, Paul,'1 said John, putting down the jug and throwing off his jacket. "I'll swun out to her and scull her in." Paul made no objection to this plan, and in half a minute more John had stripped and was swimming with all his might after the boat, which was perhaps fifty rods from the shore. He was a vigorous swimmer, as self possessed in the water as on the land, and his brother had no fears in regard to his safety, or his ability to reach the boat. It did not take the little fellow long to catch the boat. and the accident did not make more than half an hour's delay. The stores were takeri on board, and before John had time to dress himself, the boat was under sail, and working slowly clown the bay. A light breeze from the west had sprung up, and a gentle ripple at the bow as sured the young fishermen that everything was progress ing in a satisfactory manner. "I should like to be a fisherman, Paul," said John, who sat on the bottom of the boat opening clams for bait. "Perhaps you may be one of these days," replied Paul, moodily. "I think I shall do something in that line right off." "You, Paul?" '.'Yes, but don't you say a word about it to anybody, above all, not to mother. I have been thinking about it all night." "What do you mean, Paul?" The ambitious youth had a great idea in his mind, which was struggling to be actualized. More than twenty times since the pre c e ding evening had the words of Capt. Littl e ton crossed his imaginatior;i, and kindled up a great blaze of possibilities and probabilities. "I will give you twenty cents a dozen for them," the captain had said. If he"would buy perch, others would as well. Paul had a boat, and there would not be many days when he could not catch as many as five or six dozen. Even at a shilling a dozen he could make a dollar a day. This was his scheme-to supply Bayvjlle with fresh fish. He had as good a chance to sell them as the men who went through the place b1owing their tin horns. He should have an advantage over them, for his fish were certain to be fresh, and he was sure the people would be willing to patronize him. The plan promised exceedingly well, and he wished to talk it over with some one, though he was not' quite ready to have it made public. It was true John was only ten years old, and didn't know much, but he wanted to talk wit h somebody about it, and so he concluded to take his brother into his con fidence. "What do I mean, ?" said he. "Why can't I catch perch every day, and sell the m in town?" "Sure enough, why Gan't you?" replied John, delighted

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JO BRA VE AND BOLD. with the idea, and perhaps bringing some selfish motives often get a chance to handle the boat, and was fond of the to bear upon it. amusement. "We can haul 'em in as fast as we can throw over the "But you must be careful, and keep your eyes open, for line off the rocks, and there are rich folks enough in Baywe have no time to spare," added the youthful skipper. ville to buy them." "Do you think I don't know how to steer a boat?" "It's a first-rate idea," exclaimed John, with enthuasked John, hurt by the insinuation. siasm. "You might go down farther, and catch cod and "You know how well enough, if you will pay attention haddock." to it, and not be fooling with her." "I would if I had a good boat." ''I'll keep her right.I' "Father used to go out after cod and haddock in this Paul took from under the thwart an old shoe knife boat." "I know, but she is getting rather shaky." The great idea was discussed in all its bearings till they reached Rock Island, when Paul carefully selected his position, and let go the anchor. The hooks were baited and the lines thrown over, and never before had Paul taken his fishing apparatus when so much seemed to de pend upon the succes,s of his efforts. His heart beat as the sinker touched the bottom, and he pulled it up the proper distance. All his fortunes for the future appeared to hang upon the result. "Hurrah! I've got one!" shouted John, as with childish eagerness he pulled in his line. It was a sculpin Was this a type of his own success? Was he to watch his chance on the great sea of life, and finally, after all his anxious watching and toil, was he to pull in only a sculpin? These were painful thoughts to Paul, and his heart almost sank within him, as he considered the pos sible failure of his favorite scheme. If he failed in this, he must accept the paltry two dollars and a half a week and let his mother drudge like a slave. He could not tolerate the thought of failure, and--A bite! Paul did not whistle till he got out of the woods and announced his success to J olm by slapping a monster perch upon the bottom of the boat. If that was a type of his success he was satisfied. Before he had time to follow out the reflections suggested by the event, John hauled in the mate to the big fish, and another had taken hold of his own hook. J By ten o'clock there were six dozen perch in the basket, besides three handsqme tautog and half a dozen se;.. flounders. The young fisherman was satisfied, hauled up killock, and made sail for home. His heart was as light as the upper air, and he was confident of the success of his grand scheme. CHAPTER V. PAUL MAKES A GOOD SPECULATION. "Now, John, you must steer, while I skin the perch," said Paul, as he resi g ned the helm to his brother. "That I will," replied he, with alacrity, for he did not which had been ground down to one-third of. its original width. It had been well sharpened for this important occasion, but he had provided an old whetstone as a further precaution against a dull blade. To skin a perch neatly and expeditiously is a nice operation; but Paul had had sufficient practice in the art to render him a skillful hand. Seating himself, on the lee rail, he commenced work in earnest, occasionally glancing up to see that the boat was doing her best in the way oi sailing "How much will you make, Paul, if you sell all your fish ?" asked J olm. "The perch will bring a dollar and twenty cents if I get twenty cents a dozen for them." "The tautog are worth something." "Th_ey are worth a quarter apiece." "You have done a good day's work, then?" "If I sell the fish, I shall," answered Paul, with a smile of satisfaction. "Come, John, the sail is shaking, and you have lost the wind," he added, as his brother carelessly luffed her up. "I was adding up the perch and the tautog." "You must mind the boat; you must stop talking, if you can't do your duty without." John promised to be more careful, and Paul had no further occasion to complain of his inattention. The young fisherman was a good boy, but he had not yet been trained to that steadiness of purpose which is necessary to success. He was only ten years old, and it was not to be expected that he should fully appreciate the earnestness of his brother's purpose, though he was beginning to real ize that close attention was necessary in order to accom plish great deeds. He was fond of trying experiments, just for the fun of the thing; and when he had been permitted to take the helm on other occasions, he wanted to do something besides keep her in a direct course-to see how close she would lie to the wind without letting the sail shake, to run down a floating mass of seaweed, or chase a stick of wood ; but on this trip he was guilty of no greater fault than carelessness. Long before the boat reached Bayville Paul had skinned and strung the fish; and their appearance on the line was creditable to his skill. Leaving John to secure the boat, he took the fish and hastened up to the house of Capt.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. I I Littleton. He found that iientleman iu his ga.rden with his a-uests. "Well, Paul, luck?" asked he, as he young fisherman came in sight. "First rate, sir." "How ma11y have you g'ot ?" "Six dozen." "] ust the number I want. Carry them into the kitchen, Paul. I declare you have dressed them very nicely." "I tried to have them right, sir, and I am glad they suit you," replied Paul, modestly, as he walked toward the rear of the house. "Stop, Paul; what have you got there?" said Capt. Littleton. "Tautog, sir; and if you will permit. me, I will leave them in the 1 itchen with t he perch." "You are a lucky fisherman, Paul; those are handsome fish, and if you will leave them, I will make it all right when you come out. That is a luxury I did not expect." Paul was delighted by the commendation of his friend, and the splendid scheme of his future operations in crea sed in importance with every word that was uttered. with a light heart he ran into the kitchen with his stock, and then returned tci Capt. Littleton "Here is two dollars, Paul," said he, handing him a bill. "That is too much, sir," stammered Paul, overwhelmed at the id e a of having made two in one day. "It is my boy; take it. You mustn't be bashful if you are going to fight your way through the world." "You are very kind, sir, but this i s more than the fish come to," answered Paul, taking the bill. "No, it isn't; the perch come to a dollar and twenty c ents, the tautog to seventy-five, which make a dollar and ninety-five cents. So we will call it square, and I am very much obliged to you besides." "I didn't mean to charge you anything for the tautog, Sit. "Look here, Paul, when you get rich I will accept your gifts; but now, my boy, I will take the will for the deed, and I feel just as grateful to you as though you had presented me a service of plate. You have done well, and I am glad of it." "Thank you, sir; I am very much oblige! to you for thi s, and for all you ha ve done for my mother," replied Paul, gratefully, as he put the bank bill in his pocket. "By the way, how about that place in the lawyer's office, Paul?" said Capt. Littleton, as the young fisherman turned to go home. "If you please, sir, I had rather not take the place "You are goini;; to do better, then?" "Yes. sir; r think I can. I am v e ry much obliged to you for the trouble you have taker> "Not at all, my boy; I didn't think the situation would b e lar{ie eno\.li'h to swt yo.ur amliliiQ&. Wlu.t are you going to do, Paul?" "I am going to ca,tch fish, and sell them in town, sir," replied Paul, boldly, though he could hardly keep down the emotions that swelled in his bo!OITJ. "Good, my boy! I li ke an enterprising spmt, and I dare say you will do very well. You may put me down for two dozen perch every Saturday." "Thank you, sir." "I will speak to my neighbors, and I have no doubt you will find a market for all the fish you can catch." "You are very kind." "\Vhat does your mother say about the plan?" "I haven't told her yet. It is a new idea. I am afraid she will not like it very we ll. "She will not object very strongly." "If y ou would sp eak to h e r ab out it, if you please, sir, she will think of what you say "I w ill, Paul. \Vhen you catch any more tautog be sure and bring the!11 to me." "I certainly will, C apt. Littleton," answered Paul, as he bound e d toward h ome, his heart filled with gratitude to his friend, and with hope for the success of his darling scheme. Half a dozen times on the way he put his hand into his pocket to fee l of the old black wallet that contained the proceeds of his first day's work. I-Ie had never done a job before which produced more than half a dollar, and the immense sum in his pocket seemed enou g h to make or break an ordinary bank. Such a run of luck was almost incredible. Wouldn't his moth e r be astonished wh e n h e handed her that two-dollar bill.? He had some misgivings in regard to his mother's cons ent for like all good mothers who love their sons, s he did not like to have him expos e d t o dan"er. But that two-d o llar bill and the brilliant promise of success which the future held out to him w o uld be stroni in fa vor of the scheme, and he h o ped to triumph over every objection she could present Before he reached the cottage Paul contfr;e d to subdue some of his enthusiasm, and walked into the kitchen, whe re his mother was getting dinner, as cooll y and indif f e r ently as thoug h n othing extraordinary had hctppened It was hard work for him to keep the excitement th::it was ra gi n g within, but he had determined not to make a fool o f himself. "Well, P a ul h ave yo u had a good time?" said Mrs. Duncan as he ent e r e d the room. "First-ra t e r.00 th er." he r e pli ed; thou g h he was not exa ctl y pleased to fit1d that she rell'arde d the trip ta Rock Isl and in the light 0 a pl e a5ure excursion. "Did you get as many fub as Capt. Littleton wanted?"

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12 BRA VE AND DOLD. "Yes, more too ; I left six dozen perch and three fine, handsome tautog in his kitchen just now." "You were lucky." "I am good for as many as that every day. Look here, mother;" and he pulled out his wallet, and took there from the two-dollar bill. "What do you think of that?" "Did he give you all that?" "He did." "He is very liberal." "That he is; but the fish came to about that; the tautog are worth a quarter apiece." "You have done bravely, my boy. If you could make half as much money as that every day, we should easily meet all our necessities, and more, too." "I can, mother; and I mean to do so," replied Paul, thinking this a good opportunity to announce his mag nificent intentions. "You mustn't be too confident, Paul." "I know I can." "And, pray, what do you mean to do?" inquired Mrs. Duncan, with an incredulous smile. "'I am going into the fishing business, mother." "Into what?" "Into the fishing business." "What in the world do you mean by that?" "I mean just what I say, mother." "Is the boy crazy?" demanded Mrs. suspending her culinary operations, and looking with interest into the animated face of her son. "I am as regular as I ever was in my life. I've thought it all over, and spoken to Capt. Littleton besides; and he says go ahead," replied Paul, making an early use of the captain's encouraging words. "But I don't understand what you mean. Going into the fishing business?" "Yes, ma'am; we've got a boat, and I mean to go down to Rock Island every day, Sundays excepted, and catch perch. I mean to sell them here in Bayville, and Capt. Littleton told me to put him down for two dozen every Saturday. That's the idea, mother." "But, Paul--"' "If I can get a shilling a dozen for them, I can make a dollar a day as easily as you can turn your hand over," added Paul, who was not disposed to let his mother speak upon impulse. "You would have to be on the water every day." "What of that, mother? The water is a good thing to be on, and just as !?_afe as the land, if you are only a mind to think so." "Rathe r dan ge rous. I'm afraid." "Oh, no, mother; it's only a notion some folks have, that the water isn't safe." "Hundreds of people are drowned every year." "And hundreds smashed up and killed on the railroads. Why, Capt. Mitchell don't think it is safe to go about much on the land. He only feels secure when he is in his old whale boat. He won't get into any chaise or wagondon't think it is safe to ride in them; but he knocks about the bay in all sorts of weather. Please don't object to it, mother, for I've set my heart upon the business, and I'm satisfied I shall do well," said Paul, with en thusiasm. "Well, if you are set upon it, I don't want to say too much against it," replied Mrs. Duncan, doubtfully. "Capt. Littleton will speak to you about it, and he un derstands these things." "I know he does; but after all, I would rather have you safe on land." "I shall be safe enough, mother; and I shall be able to take care of the family without your making bags." "You are a good boy, Paul,"' added his mother, turning away from him to wipe away the tears that moistened her eyes, for in the loneliness of her widowhood she real ized what it was to have such a noble and devoted sbn. Paul was delighted to think he had so easily smoothed over matters with her. He had expected to have a hard beat to windward in reconciling her to his plan, but she had proved much more reasonable than he anticipated. He attributed his ready victory in a great measure to the influence of Capt. Littleton's name, and he was confident he would remove any remaining doubts she might harbor. After dinner Paul went up to his room, and taking from his drawer a little account book which had long been waiting to be used, he entered the amount of the day's sales upon the first page. "Little by little," said he, as he returned the book to the drawer, "and one of these days I shall be rich." This was a very comforting reflection, and notwith standing the possible slip between the cup and the lip, he enjoyed the full benefit of it. CHAPTER VI. PAUL GOES INTO BUSINESS ON HIS OWN ACCOUNT. Before night all the arrangements for the next day's trip wete completed, and Paul retired at an early hour, so as to be up in season in the morning-. The excitement which his great project created in his mind, however, would not let him sleep till he was actually exhausted with thinking-. He did not wake till five o'clock in the morri ing, which made him so ashamed of himself, that he could hardly conceal his vexation. especially as he found his mother was up, and his breakfast was nearly ready, when he went downstairs. But on reflection he found he was early enough, for it would be low tide nearly an hour later than on the preceding day.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 13 While he was eating his breakfast his b rother John came down. It was an unusually early hour for him to rise, and it was evident from the haste with which he completed his toilet, after he found Paul had not gone that he h a d an idea of his own, as well as his b rother "Tlfay I go with you, Paul?" asked he "You must go to school." "Mayn't I stay away from schoo l to day mother?" added he, turning quickly to Mrs. Duncan "I'd rathet you wou l dn't, John." "Vi/hy not, mother?" whined he. "I don't want you to stay out of school a single d a y when it can be prevented." "I should think I might go with Paul. I can catch a s many fish as he can." "Paul is older than you are, and he always kept clos e to his school till he left." "I want to do something toward supporting the fami l y, as well :;i.s he." Mrs. Duncan laughed, and so did Paul; for howeve r ambitious the young gentleman might have been to bea r his full share of the burden of the family, it was too e v i dent that his taste for boating and fishing was the do mi nant motive for absenting h i mself from school. "Let me go with you, Paul." "Mother says you must go to school, and I think y o u had better be there "Who will steer the boat while you skin the fish?" demanded John, who had a proper idea of value of his services, and was not at all pleased at the though t o f having them undervalued. "I shall try to get a l ortg some way w i t h o u t you. I s h ould l ike to have yo u go, firs t r ate, J ohn; b u t I do n t think yo u ou g ht to stay ou t o f s chool. You w ill ha v e a vacation next week, an d yo u may go eve r y day t he n, if you want t o." "You ought to take me with you, Paul," c ont i n u ed John, resorting to t he pe r suasive, now t ha t t he argu mentative had failed. "I tell you I should like to have yo u go with me, i f it were not for your school." John exhausted hi s store of arguments and persuasio n s without effect, and then fled to his room to cry over h i s defeat. Paul sympathized with his brother in his disa p pointment, but as the head of the family he could not, on principle, yield the p0int. Taking his jug of water a n d his lunch, he l e ft the h ouse and hastened to the beach. The wind was light, as on the preceding dav, ancl it took him nearly two hours to run down to Rock Island. for the old boat was a very heavy sailer even under the most favorable circumstances. Paul did not feel quite so nervous as on the day before, for he was so confident of success that he did not feel uneasy even when he did not get a bite for a quarter of an hour. The perch were accommodating in the main, and did not disappoint him, for at twelve o'clock-as he judged it to be by the height of the tide-he had seven dozen in the boat, and they were still biting as greedily as when he first commenced He had two lines on boar d and he tried the experiment of using them both at th e same time, though without much success, for perch are fastidious, and require a great deal of attention. while he was pt!lling in a fis h upon one line. th e sly rogues in the brine stole his bait from the other, and he came to the conclusion it was not best to have too many irons in the fire at once. Paul did not like to abandon the field while it w as yielding such a rich harvest, but he was a prudent fisher man, and not disposed to run any risks. The tide woul d turn in less than two hours, and fre knew it would be im possibfe to run up to Bayville against both wind and tide The old boat was not equal to any such emerge ncy, and he reluctantly wound up his line and matle sail for home The seven dozen perch were to be cleaned, and when he got fairly under way he missed John, for it was diffi cult for him to skin fish and work the boat at the same time Seating himself in the stern, he passed his arm round the tiller-for there was no comb to keep it in pla ce -and commenced his labors He soon found that he wa s working at a great disadvantage, and he ex e rted his in genuity to devise a plan for overcoming the difficulty. Taking a small line, he made the middle of it fast to th e end of the tiller; then passing it round th e clcnts, he tied the ends t oget her. apparatus kept the tiller in it s place, and he could change it to any required position b y pulling the l i ne. Resuming his labors upon the fis h, h e found his p l an worked ve r y well, and the perch were i n r eadiness for market when he reached the shore. A f te r securing the boat he hastened with the fish to the cottage where his dinner was waiting for him. His mother co n gratulated him upon his success, and told him that Capt Littleton had been to see her during his absence, and that she was entirely reconciled to his new occupation The most difficult part of the business, in P a ul's est i mation, was yet to come-that of selling the fish. As he left the house with his precibus load of merchandise, h e could not help feeling that the grand scheme was still a n experiment, for it had not been d emonst rated that Bay ville would buy six or eight dozen of p erc h every day It was a large town, containing about six thousand inhab i tants; and as he walked along, he brought his mathemati cal into use in an attempt to convince himself that the market was large enough to keep him busy during the season. At the least calculation there were six hundred families in the town, and probably a thousand. If each family would buy a mess of perch once in ten

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I4 BRA VE AND BOLD. days, it would make six hun dred d oze n in th a t time, o r sixty do:ien a day; but, to make allowance for overesti mates, he was to reduce the to ta l on e-half and call it thirty dozen a day. The fisherman wou l d supply a larg e portion of the demand, but he concluded tha t he should have no difficulty in selling all the pe r ch he could c atch Passing the h ous e of Capt. Littleton, the next was that of Maj ".N"ettle, and he resolved to make his first attempt to seil. The gentlem an was not at home, and the se rva nts didn't know anything about it; and he was just leaving when Thomas Net tle accosted him. "\Nhat have you go t, Paul?" "Perch ; do your folks wan t to buy any?" "Yes ; I guess they do. where did you catch them ?" "Dm.vn at Roc k Island; I am go ing down every day." "Ar e you, though? I shou l d like to go with you some t ime "I shall be glad to ha v e you I have gone into this bu siness "vVha t for?" "Since my father died, I h ave to do some thing to help n y m othe r," r e plied Paul, not carin g to annou n c e to his friend the whole of his stupendous plan. "Do you expect to do anything at this business?" "Certainly I do; I made two dollars yesterday "Did you, though?" "Do your folks want any perch to-day?" "I guf'ss they do; how much a dozen?" "Sev e nt een cents," replied Paul, who had decided t o be mod e rat e in his prices. "I will speak to my mother." Thomas r eturned in a short time, and took two dozen of the fish, and paid the money for th em Overjo yed at this success, h e proceeded to the next house; but thou g h he was eloquent in r egard to the freshness and fineness of his ware:; he could not make a trade. He met with no better success at the next three or four pla ces at whi c h he called, and he beg;fo to feel a little discouraged. But the next house in his way was a l arge, genteel boarding hou se, and he had the satisfaction of seliing four doz e n at the price he had before fixed, thou g h he h a d almos t made up his mind to let them go at ninepence. The gen tleman who kept the house was pleased to v,et the pe r ch, and wanted the young fisherman to bring him some three ti mes ::i. week for the present, for his boarders were very fon d of them. Paul could scarcely cont ain himself for the ioy he felt, as he glanced at the onl y rema inin9_"
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BRA VE AND BOLD. o'clock in the aft:ernoon, I don't want you to do thing, mother, but take eare of the house, as you always used to do." '\There will certainly be no need of it, if you get along as well as you expect. How much will such a boat as you want cost, Paul?" "Well, I don't know; when I buy I want to get a fir:;t rate one." "How much do you think?" 1Fifty to seventy-five dollars ; but I won't think of such a thing yet a while. The old one will do very well for the present. I can save up something every week1 and little by little, I shall make up enough to get just such a boat as I want." "You might take the money from the life insqrarn;e; for Mr. Freeman will perhaps sell us the house, if we pay nine hunclred dollars down." "I won't do that, mother. My boat shall be bought with my own earnings." will lend you the money, then." "No, I won't get in debt.'.' "But a new boat would be safer." "The old one is safe enough ; all the fault I find witb her is that it takes her so long to get down to the fishing ground." Paul resolutely refused to run in debt, or to touch the money which had been appropriated for the purchase of the house. He intended, when he had time, to fix up the old boat, and rig a jib on, which he thought would over come his principal objection to her. When he went tb bed that night he entered the pro ceeds of this day's work in his book, and then, with pardonable pride, he congratulated himself on the sum total of the earnings of the two days. CHAPTER VII. PAUL TAKES A COLD Bi\TH. The limits of our little volume do not permit us to fol low Paul Duncan into the of his prosperous business, and we are reminded that great events in his experience are yet to be introduced. He was successful in his undertaking, though,' like all in this inconstant wor ld, he was subjected to trials and disappointments. There were some days when it was so rough off the rocks that he could not fish, and there were others when he had to trav e l many miles before he could sell fish. During John's vacation his receipts amounted to about two dol lars a day, which went a great way in counterbalancing the ill luck of the next week. On an average he earned about a dollar a day. He had won a reputation in Bayville which helped him a great deal in disposing of his merchandif'e. People saw him working hard to supply the place of his father, and they were g lad to encourage him as there are always found enough who are willin g to help those that help themselves. The sympathy and kindne s s of his neigh bors were a great assistance to him, and no doubt without them his fish would have oftener been a drug in the market. Paul inherited some portion of his .father's mecha\Jical skill, and on the first stormy day after he s et up in busi ness he commenced his contemplated improvements upon the old boat. She was a very poor subject to work upon, but he got out the wood for buildin g a half d e ck o v er her, which he fitted on as he had opportunity. A short bow sprit was added to her rig, and his mother made him a jib, which he cut out himself. Thus refitted, the old boat, though her main d e fects could not b e remedi e d, was much improved and worked better than before. She was far from coming up to the young fisherman's ideal of a trim craft, and he cherished a strong hope that before many years had passed away he should have the satis faction of sailing such a boat as his fancy had already clearly clefined. The time was c_loser at hand than he suspected. One day early in the month of July Paul was making his way home from the rocks in a sm art bl ow. 'While he was fishing the wind had hauled round to the northeast, and continued to freshen till it became a r e efing breeze. He had got but a small fare of fish, for the heavy sea had interfered with his op e ration s He disliked to l e ave the fishing ground, but it w a s sufficiently e v ident to him that a storm was approaching. H e often promis e d his mother that he would be very c a r e ful and the present seemed a proper time to exerci s e that cauti on. John was with him, and in spite of this bold youth's most earnest protest, he got up the anchor a nd m a de s ail for ho me. "What are you afraid of, Paul?" demanded John, with evident "You are a pretty sailor Don't you see it is going to blow a young hurrican e?" "What if it does? I should like to be out in a blow once. I want to know what it's like," replied the reckless boy. "You may know now, b e fore you g e t home. Don't you see the whitecaps on the wav e s off to w indward?" "I like the looks of them, and it's fun to skip over them." "I don't want to worry m o ther. She's at the window by this time, looking out fo.r the boat. Do you think there is any fun in making her uneas y ? Besid e s I d o n t think it is safe to stay here any longer. There comes the Flyaway under jib and m a insail." "What of It?"

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BRA VE AND BOLD. ':.She went down to be gone all day. What do you suppose she's coming back for at this early hour?" "I suppose Capt. Littleton didn't want to make the women on board seasick," promptly replied John. "Would the foresail make them sick? She has taken the bonnet off her jib, too. Capt. Littleton knows when to expect a gale, and we shall have it soon." So it seemed by the working of the little boat, for she tossed up and down on the waves like a feather, and thrust her bows under so far that John had to waste some of his enthusiasm upon the baling kettle. Paul had not hoisted the jib, for the mainsail was all tlte old craft could stagger under, and her youthful skipper expected soon to be obliged to reef. The Flyaway was at the east ward of the island, driving over and through the waves like a phantom. The spray was dashing over her bows, and her jib was wet several feet above the boltrope. She was working to windward till she could clear the island, when she would the wind free into Bayville Harbor. Perhaps some of my non-nautical young readers will need to be informed that working to windward means sailing in a zigzag line _in the direction from which the wind l)lows. The Flyaway ran close in to Rock Island, and tacked at the very spot where Paul had just been lying at anchor, and his boat was not more than the eighth of a mile dis tant from her. The boys could distinctly see the ladies and gentlemen on board of her, and replied to signals of recognition that were made to them. There were several children on her deck, and Paul identified Carrie Littleton in a little girl of ten, who was waving handkerchief to him. As the yacht came up into the wind and before the boom swung over, the young lady jumped upon the taffrail to obtain a better view of them. To the horror of all who saw the accident, the heavy spar struck her on the shoulder and she was knocked overboard. The Flyaway, catching the wind, flew from the spot, and when the little girl rose to the surface of the water she was out of the reach of those on board of her. "Heavens and earth!" shouted Paul, jumping up from his seat, as he beheld the catastrophe. "There is Carrie Littleton knocked overboard by the boom !" "Oh, dear! She will be drowf!ed !" gasped John. "Take the helm, John! Don't blubber Quick!" cried Paul, as he leaped forward, and brailed up the sail. "Now, hard down! Lively!" The boat, which was making very good headway, came about, and was headed toward the island. Shaking out the sail again, she bore down toward the unfortunate girl. In the meantime the Flyaway had luffed up; though she was nearer to Carrie than Paul's boat, she was rapidly drifting to leeward. H e r tender, which was a livht canoe, had been placed upon deck, and the crew were launching her; but as they did so, by the clumsiness of some one engaged in the operation, she filled as she struck the water, and they were obliged to haul her up again with the halyards. Before they had made fast to the painter of the canoe, Paul had reached the scene of the disaster; but poor Carrie had sunk beneath the angry waves. She had evi dently been injured by the blow of the boom, and was unable to make any exertion. "Now mind your eye, John!" shouted Paul, as he dashed off his coat and shoes. "When I dive, throw her up into the wind." "Look out, Paul ; don't do that," remonstrated his brother. "You will be drowned yourself. Fish her up with the boat hook. Mother will--" The intrepid youth, disregarding the terror of his brother, dived over the bow of the boat the moment he saw the form of the poor girl, which was revealed to him by the white dress she wore. John obeyed the instruc tions he had received, but before Paul reappeared with the drowning child in his arms the boat had drifted some distance from the spot. "Haul aft your sheet !" gasped Paul, when he had regained breath enough to speak. John obeyed, but his terror had almost paralyzed his arm, and his action was not so prompt as it might have been; but the boat slowly gathered headway and moved toward the struggling youth. Paul battled manfully with the big waves, which repeatedly swept him under, and determined to die rather than drop his helpless burden. As the boat came down upon him, supported Car rie with one arm and grasped the gunwale with the other. "Luff up!" said he. "Now, catch hold of her and help haul her in," he added, as the boat came up into the wit;id. John did his best, but he was not strong enough to draw the lifeless form into the boat. Bidding him hold on for his life, Paul leaped into the boat, and drew her in. "Keep her away for the yacht," cried Paul, as he placed the form of the poor girl-for he was not certain that it was still animated by the vital spark-in the bottom of the boat. Turning her faGe down, in order to let the water run out of her mouth, he used all the efforts his know ledge and his means would permit to promote her restoration. In a few moments the boat came alongside the Flyawa y, though John, in the excitement of the moment, stove her gunwale in and J;iad nearly added another calamity to the chapter of accidents. Capt. Littleton jumped into the boat as she struck the side, and seizing the beloved child in his arms, leaped back upon deck and then rushed into the cabin. "Hand up your painter, Paul, and come on board, both of you," said Capt. Gordon, the skipper of the Flyaway.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. "Ay, ay, sir," replied Paul, too much interested in the fate of poor Carrie to think of parting company ;with the yacht. The fishing boat was made fast at the stern of the Fly away, and she stood off again to clear the rocks around the island. All the party on board had followed Capt. Littleton into the cabin to learn the condition of his child or to render assistance in restoring her. It was very for tunate that Dr. Lawrence was one of the company, for he was a very skillful man, and under his direction the measures for the relief of Carrie were conducted. T)1e Flyaway had reached her berth at the mouth of the river before the efforts for the--chiid's restoration promised to be effectual. It was found that the blow of the boom had not seriously injured her. In an hour after the yacht reached her moorings she was able to speak, and the doc tor ordered her to be taken home. Before the yac)1t reached her berth a pair of anxious eyes from the chamber window of the cottage had dis-, cov e red the din g y old boat t o wing at her ste rn. The mother's heart al m ost failed her, as h e r ima g ination pictured some dreadful calamit y that had happened to her boys. Filled with dre a dful forebodings, she s e ized her shawl and bonnet and hastened to the landing in the rear of C a pt. Littleton's house. They w e re bringing home the boat in which h e r boys had g one out, and she feared that one or both of them had been lost. She tri e d to believe that the yacht had overtaken them, and that Capt. Little ton had them on board, but her fears were stronger than her hopes. When she reached the landing place she saw that the gunwale of the old boat was stove, and her heart sank within her. There were several persons at the landing, and she told them what she feared. One of them took a skiff and rowed out to the yacht. Paul and J olm were both in the cab i n and w hen the mess eJ;!ger came alongside the captain called th e m on deck. Seeing Mrs. Duncan on the shore, they at once got into their boat and soon joined her. "I never was so glad to see you before in my life," ex claimed the deli ghte d mother, clasping them both to her bosom. "Why, Paul, you are as wet as a drowned rat! You have been overboard; I know you have!" "That's so. mother; but I didn't nor fall over bo a rd. I went over of my own free will." "Yes, he did, mo t her," interrupted John. "Carrie Lit tl e ton was kno cked overbo a rd by the boom, the Flyaway's b oat got swamp e d. and she drifted to leeward, and we came about, and h o re down on her, and Paul dived after her, and I work e d the bo a t. and we hauled her in and took h e r o n bo;ird the Flyaway-didn't we, Paul?" and John sputter e d as though his own mouth had been full of salt water "We did," replied Paul. "You will catch your death a-cold, Paul. Do come home now." "I must take the boat round." One of the qystanders, all of whom had listened with eager interest to the particulars of the accident, volun teered to perform this service for him; and Paul, shivering with cold ran home, followed by his mother and John. ""Where is Paul Duncan?" demanded Capt. Littleton, after the doctor had ordered his to be carried home. "Gone, half an hour ago sir," replied Capt. Gordon. "God bless him!" fervently ejaculated the grateful father; and he proceeded to give directions for the re moval of Carrie. CHAPTER VIII. PAUL BECOMES SKIPPER OF THE FAWN. The h eroic act of Paul in saving the life of Carrie Lit tle t on w as the principal topic of conv e r s ation in Bayville for the n ext week. Of course it was the unanimous vote of the peopl e that Paul was a h e ro, and there was some talk of giving him a complimentary dinner, and making s p e e ches at him ; but the good sense of the strong-minded men arid wom en of the place prevailed, and he was not treat e d with th e honors that turn the head of a third-rate politician. But everybody thought something ought to be don e and after a full week had passed by, everybody wond e red that Capt. Littleton did not do something; that he did not make Paul a pres e nt of a gold medal, or give him a ch e ck for a hundred doll a rs. The goss ips could not find out that he had d o ne anythin g more than thank Paul, with tears of gratitude in his eye s for the noble service he had rendered him. The captain had the reputation of being a very liberal man, but the g lory of his good name seemed to be rapidly passing away. Our young fisherman, apparently unmoved by the honors that clustered around his name, pursu e d his humble avocation with pride and pleasure-with pride, because he had been successful by his own unaided exertions ; with pleasure, because he was actually relieving his mother from the entire burden of supportin g the family. Since the rescue of Carrie, perch, tomcod, flounders and tautog had been in g reater d e mand th a n e v e r for many of the rich people bought fish, even when th e y did not want them, just for the sake of patronizing the young hero; and the poor peopl e at e fis h oftener than they would if their admir atio n for th e little fish merchant had been less. The Jong summ e r vacati o n h a d commenced and' the boys were l e t loose fr om scho o l for s i x w e eks. John felt as though he had bee n emancipated fr o m a dreadful

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18 BRA VE AND BOLD. drudgery. He could scarcely r epress his exuberant joy, as he carried home his books on the l ast day of the term. Paul reproved him for his dislike of school, and told h im he might see the day when he would appreciate the ad vantages of a good education. "I don't dislike school," growled John, though it was a good-natured growl. "Yes, you do; you hate school," added Paul. "If you did not, you wou ld not be so g l ad to ge t away from it." "'Not that I l ove Cresar l e ss, but I love Rome more,'" replied John, lau g hing. "What clo you mean by th
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BRA VE AND BOLD. 19 readiness to slip the moorings, when the captain wished John to take the Blow o ut over to her berth, and they would take him on board aliain. He consented, and the two boats were soon headed toward the beach; but the Fawn made three rods as often as the Blowout made one. A t last John worke d the clumsy old boat up to the bea ch, and jumped on board the Fa w n. Y ou like h er, d o you, Paul?" asked Capt. Littleton, for the tenth time. "Very much, indeed. She is a beauty! \Vho owns her, sir?" "She belongs to a young friend of mine-one Paul Duncan." "Sir! What?" "Exactly so, Paul. She belongs to you, and henceforth are to be the skipper of the Fai e m." P a ul was overwh e lmed with a st o nishment and delight at this une x pect e d declaration. His eyes filled with tears, and he could not utter a word to express the gratitude that filled his heart. "Yes, Paul, you shall hereafter be the skipper of the Fawn," repe a ted Capt. Littleton. "And I shall be first m ate!" exclaimed John, jumping up and clapping his hands with rapture "Yes, and you shall be first mat e John ; for I have not forgotten that a p art of my debt of grati tttde for the r e scue of my daughte r is in your fa v or, my fine fellow. The Fa w n shall be owned b e tween y o u." "Tha nk you, sir," replied John; "but it was that saved Carrie "If you had not handled the old boa t we'.!, Paul could not have sav e d her. You are fairly entitled to a share of the honor of th a t noble exploit." "But, Capt. Littleton interposed Paul, "I do not want t o be paid for what I did. It was only my duty to save C a rrie." E verybody does not do his duty in such a trying time as that was, Paul. But I have not said a word about paying you." "I know you have not, sir; but I suppose that is what yau mean." "I mean nothinrz of th e kind, my boy I could not pay you. 1h e re the Flyaway, continued the captain, pointing to his bea1,tiful yacht; "she cost me six thousand doll a rs. If I wf're calle d upon to decide which I would lose. Carri e o r the which should I choose?" "The Fha w a v of c o urse." "The n th e Flya w av wm 1 ld have been but a small com p e ns;:ition for my child. N av if I w e re c a lled upon to decide between my child a nd all I am worth in th e wor'd, I would sacrifice all my earthly possessions for her. Then, if I paid you all I could pay you, it would be all I have, Paul. You will not, therefore, consider this boat as a reward for savingCarrie s l ife." Paul land e d Capt. Littleton on the pier behind house, and after pourini:' out hii thanks for the magnifi cent they parted company. 'The Fa.tt>ff was headed away .from the rocks, and stood out boldly into the bay before th e fre s h, sp a nkin g bre eze. Afte r a whil e t h e Faw n w a s run carefully upon the beach, a nd John w a s dis p a tch e d for his mother. While h e is absent we will improve the opportunity to give our youngre a d ers a b ette r id e a of th e new boat than they h ave yet obtain ed. Sh e was about e ighteen feet long, and v e ry bro a d for h er l e ngth. H e r bow was very sharp, and her build combined the advantages of being a safe boat and a fast sailer. She was scho o ner tigged, carrying a jib, fore sa il and mainsail, and th e re was a staysail in the cucld y for us e w hen the wind was lig ht. The deck of the Fa w n exte nded over about half her l e ngth, and under it was a cuddy, or small cabin, contain ing two b e rths, both of which were furnished with proper bedding. There were four lockers, or closets accessible from the standing room, where the boys could keep their fis hlines knives, sp a re ropes and other articl e s required on board. The Fa w n w a s rather lar g e for a boy of PauFs age to handle, but as this fault would be corr e cted in a year or two, C a pt. Littleton thou ght it would be well to prepare for th e future as well as the pres e nt. But the was so arran g ed tha t the new boat was hardly more difficult to m a nage than th e old one, and she was capable of sav in g at least one-h a lf the time wh i ch the Blo w out occupied in g-oin g to and returning from the fishing ground. Vv'hile J oh n w a s absent Paul a g ain examined every part of the Fawn. He l o o ke d into all the lockers, sounded the copper air-ch a mb e rs, l a y down upon each of the berths, a n d hoi s ted the m a ins a il, just to see how easily it could be don e The ex amin a tion proved extremely satisfactory in ev e ry r e sp e ct . Whe n John a nd his mother arrived on the beach Mrs. D uncan was surp rised and'delig ht e d enough. Paul, n o twithst a ndin g the flutt e r of emotions in his bos om, ate his su p per that evening with dig nity and pro pri e ty, and seve ral times admonished his brother that he b e hav e d more like a young monkey th a n a re a sonable hum a n b e ing. Yet Paul was excited, and so was his mother. The former ta:k e d of the good times he should have down the bay, and th e latte r spe a king of the fore thought of Capt. Littleton in h a ving the copper air-cham bers pl a ced in th e br:r:1t. She w;:i<; i!l::id the Fawn was a lifeboat, and sh e could f eel a g r e at d e al easier now when her boys were away on the water.

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20 BRAVE AND BOLD. CHAPTER IX. PAUL GOES ON A CRUISE. Long before the sun rose, Monday morning Paul and John were 011 t he beach. And when Mrs. Duncan rang the bell out the window for them to come to breakfast they had dug a bucket of clams, and had prepared the Fawn for her first trip down the bay. "You won't be anxious about us now, mother, for we have a boat that can't sink," said Paul, as he took the luncheon prepared for them. "I shall feel easier now." "Besides, you know, we hav e two good berths on board the boat, and we should be just as comfortable if out all night, as though we were in our own beds upstairs." "That may be, but I hope you will never stay ou t all night, when you c a n help it." "We shall not, mother; you may depend upon it; but we might get aground ; or the wind might die out, and the Fawn is too large to be rowed up." "I shan't worry about you, if I can help i t, for I know you are very careful, Paul." The boys hasten e d down to the boat, and :rvirs. Duncan went out upon the bluff to see them off. The wind blew fresh from th e southwest when they started, and the Fawn went under jib and mainsail only; but even with this sai l she flew like a racehorse over the waters. "Shall I hoist a foresail, Paul?" asked John "I think not; she is doing very well." ":eut ?he will do better with the foresa il." ''ri.et well enough alone." 1! want to see h e r do her best ." "I have promised mother a hundred t imes t h a t I w o u l d be carefu l ; and if she should see us put on all sai l i n this w i nd, though there might not be any dange r she wo uld think we were going straight to t he bottom. vVe w ill not h oist the foresail.,, This answer satisfied t he i mpa t ien t b oy, a nd i n a short ti me t hey r eached the perch g ro un d ; b u t either t here w e r e no fis h th ere, o r t hey h ad n ot got the hang o f th e n ew bcJat for t he fishe r me n cou l d hardly ge t a b it e A ft e r t ry in g for an hom, and catching only h a l f a dozen small perch the boys became disgusted w i t h their ill luck, an d it requ i red but l ittle persuasion on the part of J olm t o induce Paul to get up th e anc h o r an d go fa r ther dow n t h e bay. A n hour's sail brought them t o a ree f of ro c ks, w hi c h was qu i te a noted l ocality with the fishe r men T he Fawn was anchored in a safe place and the young fishermen thre w over their lines 1 Better success attended their ef forts here, and in three hour s they had caught eight dozen fine p e rch besides ten handsome rock-cod. On their return the young fishermen cleaned their perch and cod, and before three o'clock had disposed of t he l o t The next cla} was clear and pleasant, and the b oat went down as usual, and for more than a fortnight no event worthy of a place in the history of Paul 'g fortunes curred The new boat worked admirably in every respect, and the boys were as proud of her as England has ever be e n of the Great Eastern. During these two weeks Paul had taken down three fishing parties, and had give n t hem so good satisfaction that his servir.es in this line promised fo b e in demand. As he received four dollars a day for her, i ncluding the wages of himself and the first officer, he aiways welcomed such jobs, and John liked the fun 0 it even better than fishing, especially when there were any ladies in the party, for it was very amusing to him to see th e m in the agonies of seasickness. He took a malicious delight in stowing them away in the berths in the c abin; yet i n spite of the fun he made of t h em John would do all he could to assist them. Just before the arrival of the Fawn in the wate r s of Bayville harbor, Paul had been unanimously e l ected a member of th e Tenean Boat Club. He was very grateful for the honor conferred upon him, but his busines s wa s such that he could not often pull an oar in the b oat. T he members of the club all treat ed him with a grea t dea l of consid e r ation, though they were all the sons o f r i c h m e n ; and Paul felt that, if he was not their equa l i n w o rl d ly possessions, he could hold his head up with th e of them in the management of a boat One d ay, when the young fisherman called a t t he h ou8e of Maj. Nettle to sell fish, h e met Thomas in th e garde n, who u nfol ded to h i m a. magnificent p ro j ect in which the T enea n s as the membe r s of t he boa t club we re gen era lly about t o e n gage. W e think o f going o n a crui s e in the Flya w ay,' ; said Tho m as "Where?" I don't k n ow wh e re ye t ; b ut w e mean to be gone a week o r t e n d ays " W h o i s go in g wit h you?" "Capt L itt l eto n I suppose, thoug h I h a d just as lief he wou ld s t ay a t h ome "Of course he wouldn' t l e t a l ot of b oys g o off for a vveek irt the yacht withou t some one t o take c are of th em,"' sa i d Paul, with a smi le. "We can take care of ourselves; we do n t want a n y one to take care of us." "How many of you are going?" "Ten or twelve; we want you with us." "But I can't go." "Yes you can ; why not? "I have to attend to my business." "You C<'. n afford to take a v aca tion of a week o r two. I sho11 lrl thi rrk ." Paul shook his head. He was delighted with th e idea, I

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 21 an d would have been glad to go, but he could not think of neglecting his business to go away upon a pleasure ex cursion "You must go, Paul ; the fellows all want you to go, an d we shall have a first-rate time." "I have no doubt you will ; and I should be very glad to go with you if I could; but it is of no use for me to thin k of such a thing "It is not fully decided that we are to go yet; but Capt. Littleton and my father have consented to let us have the Flyaway. We shall know all about it next week." Paul continued his walk, but the project of the excur sion in the Flyaway haunted his imagination, and it re qu ired a great deal of self-denial for him to forego the a n ticipated pleasure. He felt that the summer season was t he harvest time of his business and he could not afford to waste a week or two in idle play. "Little by Little" was his motto, and he was not wil:ing that any of those "lit tles" should slip through his fin.gers. "There has been a gentleman here to see you," said Mrs. Duncan, when Paul returned to the house. "Who was he ?" "He left his name and residence on a piece of paper, and wants you to call and see him this evening," replied M r s Duncan, handing him4the address of the gentleman. "Charles Morrison, Chestnut Street, third house from the depot," said Paul, reading the paper. "\Vhat does he want?" "He said something about hiring your boat next week." "What, the Fawn'!"' I suppose so; but he wants to see you, at any rate." "Does he want me to go with her?" "I'm s u r e I don't know." Afte r su pper Paul went to see Mr. Morrison, and found t ha t h e wanted the Fawn for the whole of the following week, and that he did not want a skipper. He was going dow n t o Bleakport to spend a week, and he wanted a good boat, which he could not procure at the place He offered to pay fifteen dollars for the use of her, and to restore her in as good condition as when he took her. This was certainly a good offer, and Pa,ul concluded that h e could not do better ; but he was not prepared to g i ve a decided answer, and promised to see the gentleman again th e next evening: On his return home he found Henry Littleton and Thomas Nettle waiting for him. The arrangements in regard to the excursion in the Flyawa'y had been com pleted, and the two boys had come to urge Paul to join t hem "When do you sail?" asked Paul. "Next Friday." "And how long shall y0u be gone?" "About eight or ten days," replied Henry Littleton. "My father is going with us." "I have got a good offer for the use of my boat next week/' answered Paul, musing, "and I don't know but I will go." "That's right, Paul ; we must have you with u s at all events." "Father says we ought to have you with us," said Henry. "I will talk with my mother about it, and if she i s willing, I think I will go "We have talked with your mother already, and she is perfectly willing you should go." "I will let you know to morrow." The boys left him, saying he must certainly go with them, and Paul went into the house to talk over the matter with his mother." ":Do you think I can go, mother?" "To be sure you can go," interposed John. "What is the use of talking about it?" "I didn't ask you, John," said Paul, with a smile. "I don't see why you can't go," replied Mrs. Dunc an. "I suppose there is no more danger of your getting drowned than there would be if you stayed at home." "He will certainly be drowned, mother," added John. "We shall be safe enough." "Then you had better go." "I have got a chance to let the Fawn for fifteen dollars; and that would be about as much as I should make if I stayed." "And if you let her I shall go skipper Shan't I?" de manded John "I think not; Mr. Morrison will be his own skipper." "Then I won't agree to it. I am part owner of the Fawn, said the first mate, pouting like a schoolgirl. "You agreed to let me manage the Fawn at the begin ning," added Paul. "You can't do anything with .her alone, except run her on the rocks." "I don't want you to manage me out of her in that manner growled John. "I have as good a right in her as you have and I don't mean to stay on shore here a whole week, sucking my fingers, when there is fun to be had." While they were discussing this important question, which even threatened a rupture in the partnership be tween the young fishermen, Capt. Littleton was admitted by Mrs. Duncan. '"What's the matter, boys? You are not quarreling, I hope said Capt. Littleton, as he entered the room, for he had heard a portion of one of John's e1Ccited speeches while
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22 BRA VE AND JaOLD. let the Fawn for a week and J ohn is opposed to my so "Is he? I am sorry for that. Mr. Marrison spoke to me about a b oa t for the week, and I recommended him to you. I had a m otive for do ing so, for I want you to join the excu rs fon in the Flyaway. I thought you would like to go, if y ou cou l d d o so w it hou t an y l o s s ." "Thank yott s ir. I should like to go v e r y much; and wh e n I g ot thi s chanc e to l e t the Fawn, I ab o ut m a d e up my mind to go "Then it is all ri ght; but I am sorry John w ill not con sent to the arrang em en t. "I don't want to st a y on sh o re a whol e w ee k p o uted the first mate of the Fawn. "If they w o uld only take me as skipper, I should lik e it first r a t e What shall I do with myself for a w h o l e w eek on shore?" "I don't see as I c a n go, t h e n, adde d P a ul. "We ll, I d on't w ant to ke e p yo u fr om Paul and a better feelin g se e m e d to b e rou se d in J ohn' s b oso m. "I can t aff ord to l e t the Fawn lie i dle for a w e ek, m the bu s y sea s on,' c o n t inu e d Paul. "Can' t I go a-fi s hin g in h e r whi l e y o u are gon e?" "Certa i nl y n ot; you c an't ha ve my sh a r e to s m as h i .1p on the rock s sa id Paul, a littl e tartly. "Yo u kn ow yo u ran the on the ro cks this v e r y afternoo n. John f e lt a lit tl e la m e h e r e and h e did n o t ven ture a reply. H e h a d sacrific e d his r eputa !i o n as a na v i ga t o r by care lessly to run too n ea r the reef, and he f e lt that hi s b rot h er's c o nclu s i o n s w e r e c o r re ct. "\Vell, at an y r ate, I won't kee p yo u fr o m go ing in the Fly a w a y, w hate v e r I do. I will a g r ee t o l e t h e r to M r. M o rri s on." "That's ge n e rou s J o hn You hav e g ot the ri ght k ind of a heart b e n eat h your j a ck e t though you h a v e an odd w a y o f showing it somet i me s sa id C ap t Littl e t o n. J o hn mea n s ri g ht, sir adde d Paul. I like t o ha ve a littl e fun my se lf, a s w ell as the rest of the f ello ws," co nti n u e d J o hn, b u t I a m w i'.lin g t o s ta y at h o me and l e t o ut t h e F awn, for P a ul 's sake "That's the ri g -ht feel i n g, my b oy," r e pli e d Cap t. Little t on; and if ya m mot h e r is w illing, you may go in the Fly a ivay ." "Hooray sh ou t e d Joh n, jump in g out o f his chair, and p e r forming some gym n ast ic f eats t h at a s t o nish ed the vi sito r an d the fami ly. I may gomayn't I m o th er?" "I h ave no objecti o n if Cap t L it tleto n t hi nks it i s safe ." "He will be as saf e as m y own s o n, M rs Duncan," a d d e d th e captain "Hoo-ra y! sho11ted J o hn, again. Come, m y son beh
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BRA VE AND BOLD. 23 I For a few moments they were engaged in earnest v e r satio n t ogether, and the boys waited with anxious in t erest for the result of the conference. "Capt. Gordon thinks he can take care of you, and I ha ve c o n cluded to let you go, although I cannot accom p any you." "Hurrah!" shouted several of the boys. "Bu t, boys, I must put you on honor to behave well dur ing the cruise. Will you do it ?" "We wil l." "And obey the orders of Capt. Gordon in all things, whethe r you are on board the 1acht or on shore?" \Ve will," replied all the boys at once "Very well ; I shall trust you. If I return soon enough to j oin you at Portsmouth, I do so. Good-by, now, a nd a p l easant cruise to you ; and Capt. Litt l eton went o ver t he side. "Good-by, sir," replied the c rew. "Tha t 's first rate-isn't it?" whispered Tom Nettle, as the c aptain departed. "I am glad he isn't going "So am I." replied Frank Thompson. "We s hall not have him watching us all the time. Let m e tell you, there is fun ahead now," added Thomas. C apt Briskett, who was to be first officer of the Fly a way, as well as pilot, summoned them to the windlass to h e a ve up th e anchor; and in a few minutes the yacht was s t a n d in g down the harbor under all sail. The Teneans g ave three rousing cheers, and then distributed themselves in v ario u s parts of the deck to enjoy the exciting scene. "All hands aft," said Capt. Gordon, when the yacht had r eached the open bay. "Ay, ay, sir," replied several, as the crew took their pl a c es i n the standing room. "Now boys, we must make ot1r arrangements. When a ship goes to sea it is customary to divide the crew into two watches. I shall take the starboard watch, and Capt. B r iskett the port. Each of us will choose a man in his t u rn till all are taken." on," said Capt. Briskett "Henry Littleton," repli ed the skipper. "Paul Duncan," added the pilot. And so the:;,r proceeded till all the boys were chosen ex cep t John, who resented the slight thus put upon him. To satisfy him, therefore, he was taken into the captain's "There are only eight berths in the cabin, boys, and you must draw lot:; for th em," coptinued the master; "but they are all wide enough to hold two each. Now, if you want to pair of(. you can do so." Lots were dr!l'wn, and Paul and Henry were to occupy th e same berth. Again John found thrown out of the calculation; but the captain said h e would make a bed for him on a locker, and he was satisfied. The boys then went below to see th eir berths, which had all been num bered for the occasion. CHAPTER X. PAUL WITNESSES A MUTINY. When the F1'yaway had passed Farm Island and reached t he fishing ground, she lay to, for the purpose of enabling .. her crew to catch a few cod and haddock, for the chowder and fry. But cod cind haddock are singularly obstinate at tim es, and perl)iste11tly refuse to appreciate the angler's endeavors in their behalf. They were so on the present occasion, and it was two h ours before the chief of the culinary department could say there were enough to satisfy the ravenous appethes of the sixteen persons on board. Some of the boys had actually decided that fish ing was a nuisance, but they were just as fond of chowder as those who enjoyed the fun even of catching only one fish per hour. As fast as they were caught, Dick dressed them and prepared them for the chowder pot or the frying pan. There were some queer fish caught, including quite a nmn ber of sculpins, a "wolfe r eel," so Capt. Briskett called him, and a lar ge catfish. The latter was an ugly monster, having dangerous-looking teeth, with which he laid hold of everything that came in his way. There was also in the collection a large skate, or ray, which called forth some rather la r ge fish stories from the two experienced skippers on board. As the culinary department was now supplied, the ya cht stood away for Gloucester, which was to be her first port. They had a fine wind, and before the chowder was ready the Flyaway was in sight of the Reef of Norman's Woe. "Dinner is ready," sa id Dick, at last, for the stomachs of the boys h ad been in a state of rebellion for two hours There was a grand rush for the cabin, but to the aston ishment of the hungry crew, Capt. Gordon placed him self at the companion way, and would not permit a single one of th e m to go below "That's n o t the way to do on board ship," said he. "Are you all going below at once?" "\Vhv not?" asked Tom' Nettle. "Sup.pose we should have occasion to tack, or to in sail in a hurry? Have we got to wait for you to finish your plate of chowder?" "We are all as hungry as bears, Capt. Gordon," added Frank Thompson. "We can't stand it any longer." "Part of you 1mist stand it half an hol11' longer. Capt. Briskeh h as the helm, and the port watch will remain on deck, the starboard watch go below." The captain's watch tumbled down the companion way, ranged themselves round the table, and went to work as though they had not eaten anything for a month. As they are doing very well, we will return to the deck, and listen a few moments to the remarks of the mate's watch. Paul had seated himself by the side o{ the helmsman, and was asking questions in regard to the reef, the depth of th e water in the harbor, and other questions of interest only to nautical persons The rest of the watch had gathered in a gro up on the forecastle. It was unfortunate that so many of the refractory spirits had been chosen into the same watch; but there were Tom Nettle, Frank Thompson <1nd Samuel Nason, all three of whom had once been expelled from the club for misconduct, and only been readmitted on their solemn promise to mend their man ners, and behave like gen tlem e n in future. "I don't like it," s11id Tom; "and if the rest of the fel lows will back me up I will go below ahd have dinner with the crowd." "I will back you up, for one," said Frank, "And I, for another," added

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24 BRA VE AND BOLD. "But Capt. Gorclon gave a good reason why some of us should on d e ck," suggested one of the boys. "No, he didn't. What is the re to do? We shan t have to touch a sail this hour-see if we do," retorted Tom. "But we might have occasi o n to do so, and for one, I am willing to obse rve the discipline of the vess e l," said Charles Lawrence. "I don't lik e the idea of having old Gordon d o mineering over us for a week," added Frank. "I don't care so much about the dinner as I do the spirit the old fellow exhibited. He placed him self b efore t he companion way, jus t as thou g h h e had b ee n the captain of a ship, and we were all c ommon sailors." "We will cure him of that before we have b ee n with him many days," added Tom. ''I'll b e t we will," answe red Frank; "and I think the present is the best tim e to begin How many of you will make a grand rush into th e cabin?" The re were only four of them who were willing to take this rash step. "Come on, th en," said Tom, "I will go ii there is only one fellow to back me up." "We will follow you," added Frank. "Go ahead, Tom!" "You had better count the cost b efo re you go any farther," interpos e d Charles Lawrence. "You know we all promi sed to obey Capt. Gordon in everything he said, either aboard or ashore." "We didn't ex p e ct he was going to treat us like servants -like dogs." "Capt. Littleton wouldn't l et him domineer over us in that style if he were here. Come on, bo ys," said Tom, as he l ed the way aft. "'vVh ere are yo u going, boys?" demanded Capt. Bris kett, as the r ebellio us watch appeared in the standing room. "Going below to get our di11ner." "Not yet; you must wait till th e watch 1s relieved. You heard the captain's orders." "'vVe don 't care for the captain's orders. \Ve are not going to be treated like dogs." "But it is nec essary that one watch should be on d e ck all the time." "Can you tell me why it was necessary to have the starboard watch go to dinn e r first?" "I cannot; it is the captain's busin e ss to orde r, and mine to obey," r eplie d the mate. "It i sn' t our business to obey any such orders as that," said Tom. "Come, Paul, l e t us all go below, and have our dinner." "I shall obey orders," replied Paul, quietly, but decid edly. "On deck, there! What's the matter?" called Capt. Gordon, from the cabin. "There is a mutiny in the port watch," replied the mate, with a smile. T o m and Frank did not wait for any more explanations, and began to descend the ladder into th e c a bin. "Stop, boys! what does this mean?" demanded Capt. Gordon, rising from the table. "It means that we are going to have our dinn e rs, that is all," r ep lied Tom, who had by this time reached the cabin floor. / "Intt my orders' were that the port watch should re main on deck." "'Ne don t care for that." "You dou't, eh?" And Capt. Gordon was evidently very much surprised, for whateve r he had expe c ted, he certainly had not anticipated a mutiny the first day out. ''\Nasn' t my order a reasonable one? he continued "No, sir! It was not." ''It i s necessary that o n e watc h shou ld b e on d e ck while th e ves s e l is under sail." "That may be; but it was n't n ecessa r y that your watcn sh o uld go to dinner first," r eplied the angry Tom. "Will y0 u return to your duty, o r not?" "No, sir!" "You had b etter c onsi d e r well what you are doing, Tom, before you go any farther. Capt. Little ton plac e d me in comm an d of the yacht, and expressly directed me to do eve rything I ha ve done so fa r, and espec iall y to keep one watch o n deck all the time, while we are under sail. Now, those of you who are willing to return to your duty and obey o rders, as you prom i sed Capt. Littleton, go on d e ck again." Not one o f th e four J:ioys accepted this polite invitJ!tion "The n I am to settle this question with these four," ad ded the captai11. "There's n o settling about it; we are going to have our dinner, that's all," sai d Tom, pushing forward tow a rds the table ; but Capt. Gordon placed himself b e fore him, and prevented his furthe r progres s I h ave asked you t o return to your duty; now I order you to do so, and I am going to be obeyed, even if there are some broken h e ads to bind up afterward," replied the captain. "Briskett, l e t Paul take the helm, and come below." "Stand back, and l e t me pass, cried T o m, his face flu shed wit h anger. Bu t instead of stand in g back, Capt. Gordoti seized him by the collar and threw him clown. This was the s i g n a l for Frank to stepin, and do b:cttle for his friend. He was a stout fellow, and th ere was, fo r a moment, a prospect of a smart little battle; bu t the hrawny pilot suddenly de stroyed this prospect by l a yi n g both hands on the secon d mutineer, and draggin g him o n deck. Capt. Gord o n fol lo wed him with Tom, the t wo ot h e r refractory sp irit s not deemi11g it prudent to keep t h e p ro mi ses the y h a d made on deck on l y a few momen ts b efo re. Capt. Gordo n tied T om's h ands behind h im, and Frank was presently reduced to th e same i z n om ini o us condition. The other two were ordered to take their places by the side of th e prisoners, and they deemed it prudent to obey. "All hands on deck!" s h outed the as he took the h e l m from Paul. "Ready to go about!" All the boys wondered wh a t was to be done next; but the orders were p rompt l y obeyed and they took their sta tions as they had bee n instructed to do when the yacht was to f.!O abou t. In a few m oments the Flyaway, which h a d by this time p:issed the r ee f and was standing up the h a rb o r, was put abot1t, and h ea d e d toward the open sea. No one ventured to .ask any <]Uestions, but as soon as the mate had been restored to the helm h e fastened th e pris oners t o tl1e rail. and gave th e starboard watch orders to finis h their dinners, and l e d the wav to the c ab in. "He will have to pay clearly for this," growled Tom,

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I BRA VE AND BOLD. when the captain had gone below. "My father is half owner of the Flyaway, and if he doesn't get turned off, it won't be his fault." But Frank did not make any reply. His father did not own half the yacht, and he began t o think he had "barked up the wrong tree," as he afterward expressed it. He did not exactly know what to make of things, and couldn't understand why the yacht had been put about, and headed toward home. It was rather ominous, and he wished him seff out of the scrape, or that he had not enibarked in such a stupid enterprise Capt. Gordon finish ed his dinner in silence, and as his brow looked as stormy as a th und e r cloud, not one of the boys in his watch cared to question him in regard to his future course. When the starboard watch had finished their dinner they went on deck, and the captain ordered Dick to carry some of the chowder up for the rebellious portion of the other watch, while the mate, and those of his party wlio "stuck by th e ship," went below. When dinner was over and all hands had returned to the deck, Capt. Gordon announced his intention to return to Bavville at once. "We haven't been a week yet," said Henry Littleton. "Your father told me, if any serious difficulty occurred on board, to return home withoi1t delay. These fellows have chosen to disobey orders the first day out; and I think that is a serious matter." "Do you hea.,r that, Tom?" said Frank, in a whisper, to his fellow prisoner. "I don't care; the sooner he goes home the sooner will he be discharged." "But we shall lose all our fun, anyway." "Can't help it; I won't be treated like a servant by my father's serv an t," replied Torn, loud enough to be heard by the captain. "Your father can do what he thinks best when I get home, but while I command a vessel all hands obey orders." "Come, Torn, don't let us spoil all the fun. We will pay him off at another time. Don't let us break up the cruise," whispered Frank. "He's got us where the hair is short, and we can't help ourselves." Tom at first refused to "back down," as he and his party elegant ly expressed it; but Frank's suggestion to pay off at another time at last prevailed with him, and he consented to join with his companions in trouble in an apology to. Capt. Gordon, and a promise to obey orders without grumbling in future. Frank, therefore, made overtures for a capitulation; but the captain at first de clined to listen to them, and it was only upon the urgent request of the rest of the party that he finally consented to pardon the offenders and continue the cruise. It was only because he did not lik e to punish the innocent with the guilty, he declared, that he reversed his former de cision; but if any further difficulty occurred, they would know what to expect. CHAPTER XI. PAUL DISCOVERS THAT MISCHIEF IS BREWING. It was with more than the usual alacrity that the crew flew to their stations whep the order was given to come r about, and the Flyaway was soon retracing her course toward Gloucester. It was about sunset when this step was taken, and the yacht was some ten or twelve miles from Norman's Reef. She would have made a quick run of this distance, but the wind had all died out, and there was a perfect calm upon the sea. There was but little prospect of their getting to Gloucester that night, and they, were too far out to anchor. Before cl. ark the captain had some misgivings as to the propriety of his course in continuing the cruise, for Tom and hi'> companions seemed to be sulky, and he had sev eral times observed them in close communication on the forecastle. But he felt perfectly competent to manage them, however refractory they might prove to be; yet he feared their misconduct would destroy all the pleasure of th e trip. He resolved to treat them as well as though nothing had happened, but at the same time to keep a sharp lookout upon them. During the evening the wind sprang up again, and the Flyawa y made good progress through the water. In two hours more she came to anchor in Gloucester harbor, and the watch were permitted to go below. A lantern was hoisted on the forestay, and all hands were soon asleep. Our limited space does not permit us to transfer the log of the Flyaway to our pages, and we must hasten on to more exciting events than the ordinary working of tlie vessel. The party spent the forenoon at Gloucester, and after dinner made sail for Portsmouth, arriving there at about nine o'clock in the evening; or rather at the mouth of the ri ver, for they anchored off Kittery Point. Qn Monday morning the Teneaii, which lay upon deck, was put into the water, and the club pulled up to the city. \Vhi!e they were absent the wind veered round to the northeast and there were some signs of a storm. It had been the intention of Capt. Gordon to run over to the Isles of Shoals in the afternoon, but the weather was so inauspicious that he declined to carry out his purpose. The club spent the afterno on, therefore, rowing about the bay, in fishing, and in visiting the objects of intere&t on shore, i ncluding, of course, the Pepperell monument. Unfortunately, Tuesday proved to be no better day than Monday; and in addition to the prospect of a !!torm, there was a dense fog outside the harbor. A!! Oi.pt. Gordon had been particularly cautioned to incur no needles!! ri!!ks, he positively refused to leave the harbor, though the boys had teased him from sunrise to do so. Even Henry and Paul were vexed at the delay. They had thoroughly exhausted Portsmouth, Kittery Point and the Navy Yard; had visi.ted Fort Constitution, Fort McClary and the lighthouse; in fact, there was not a single point of int erest left to be visited. All the forenoon the boys did not intermit their per suasions 1 0 induce the captain to proceed on the cruise, but h e was as firm as a rock, and declared if they all went down on their knees before him, he would not "budge an inch After dinner Capt. Gordon, probably to escape the imp o rtunities of his crew, announced his intention to walk up to Portsmouth, and called for volunteers to ac-

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BRA VE AND BOLD. c-ompany him. Capt. Briskett, Henry and Edward were all that were disposed to go with him, and he departed, leaving the rest of the crew to amuse themselves in the best way they could. Hardly had they disappeared behind the hill on shore before Paul noticed that Tom Nettle and the other muti neers on the first day out were gathered in a group around the he e l 0f the bowsprit. They were engaged in earnest conversation, but in tones so low that he could not understand them. Presently Tom called one of the boys who were fishing over the port rail, and then an other, and another, till all on board but himself had been admitted to th e conf e r e nce. Even John Duncan was per mitted to share the confidence of the party. Paul at once came to the conclusion that they were plotting mischi ef, bu t he c o uld form no idea of the nature of the plot-whethe r it wa's to rob a hen roost on shore, or capture the wood e n fort that frowned upon them from the heights a bove. H e was sorry to see John permitted to enter this conclave of mischief; but because his brother apparently acquiesced in the plan he hoped that no serious roguery was intend ed. The details of the mvsterious scheme seemed to have been all arranged, for presently the boys separated into groups, but Paul heard Tom say the tide would begin to run out in half an hour. What this meant he could not possibly imagine, unless the boys intended to run away in the Tenean, and wanted the ebb tide to help them out of the river. "John," said Paul, when the conspirators separated. "Well, what do you want, Paul?" demanded John, m rather surly tones as he joined his brother. "There is mischief brewing there, and I warn you not to engage in it. i "Mischief?" queried John. "What do you mean by mischief?" "Don't you know what mischief means?" "Rather think I do." "These boys are getting up some trick; don't you have anything to do with it." John made no reply. "What is the game ?" asked Paul. "Can't tell." "Can't you, indeed?" "No, I can't." "You know we all promised to obey Capt. Gordon." "I am not going to disobey him." "If there is anything wrong going on, it is your duty to tell of it." "Oh, you can't pump me, so it's no use to try," replied John, walking away, and joining the principal conspira tors in the forecastle. "But what are you going to do with Paul?" were the first words that saluted his ears, as John joined them. "I don't know. What can we do with him?" said Tom, to whom the question of the previous speaker had been addressed. "Of course Paul won't join us," added Frank. "No; you might as well attempt to capture Fort Con stitution as to make him join us." "Are y ou sure we can't bring him over?" "Do n t say a word to him about it, or he will prevent us from going." 'He c a n't do that." "He would find a way; he might jump overboard, and swim to one of these vessels and get assistance." "But we want Paul; and if we keep him on board, he will join us after a few hours." "You mustn't hurt him, anyway," interposed John; "if you are going to do anything of that sort, I shall let the cat out of the bag." "We won't hurt him," replied Tom. "I'll tell you what we will do We will get him to go down into the cabin under.some pretense, and then fasten him down," said Frank. "That will do firnt rate." "But Dick is on board, too; what shall we do with him?" "Fasten them both down below." Paul, from the frequent glances bestowed upon him by the plotters, was satisfied that he was the subject of their remarks; but this did not disturb him, for, firm in his purpose to do right, whatever might happen to him in consequence, he was prepared for any event which the conspirators might bring to pass. He was sorry to find th a t mischief was brewing at all, and pained to see his brother a consenting party to it. CHAPTER XII. PAUL IS MADE A PRTSONER. Before the half hour which the conspirators had indi1 cated was the favorable time for carrying out their mys terious project had elapsed, Tom Nettle and Frank Thompson went below to prepare the way for the execu tion of their scheme. In the cook room, which occupied the fore part of the hold of the yacht, Dick )Vas busily engaged in scraping potatoes. This seemed to be the favorite occupation of the steward, for he spent a large share of his time between meals in this employment, and fried potatoes was the standard dish for breakfast, dinner and supper. "I'm glad you come down, Tom; I want to use you a few moments," said Dick, as the two boys entered the cook room. "Well, what do you want, Dick?" "I want you to help me move the stove : the pipe is loose, and if you will just hold it while I slide the stove back two or three inches, it will make it all right. Just hold the pipe up while I push the stove back." "I have just cleaned up, Dick," replied Tom, who never hesitated at a white lie, and not often at a black one. "Paul is on deck, and in just the trim to do a job of that kind." "No matter, then; I will call him," replied Dick; and the two boys presently returned to the deck. "Just what we wanted," said 'Frank. "Don't say a word, and Dick will call him down in a minute." But the steward seemed to forget that he intended to make a change in the position of the stove, for he did not call Paul, as the conspirators were anxiously waiting for him to do. The tide had turned, and there was no ob stacle in their way except the pre&ence on deck of him to whom they had not dared to breathe a word of moral treason. "Paul," said Tom. at last, when his patience was comJ2letelx exhausted, "Dick wants to see you down below.''

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-BRA VE AND BOLD. 27 In order to make the request seem like one just made, he had Iain down upon the fore hatch, whioh opened into ti1e apartment where the steward was at work, thus seeming to be in communication wifo him. "'Vlhat does he want?" asked Paul, unconscious of the t r ick which w
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/ BRA VE AND BOLD. tended t o do with him. We will leave Paul and his fellow prisone r b e l o w for a time, and notice the condition of things on deck. The weather was decidedly threatening. The wind was incr eas ing in violence, an d there was a heavy sea In short th e re was every indication of a regular north eas t er. T o m Nettle had the helm, but his face no longer wore the confident assurance which had given him the victory over his rival in the contest for the command, and which had strengthened the doubting h ea rts of his more timid followers. His eye was restless, and his movements uneasy. He was not a stupid boy-only a reckless one, and he could n o t help seeing that he was leading those who had tru ste d in him into hardship and perils which neither party had foreseen. The Fl31 away was lying close to the wind, under jib and mainsail, and was completely enveloped in the dense fog that cove re d the oc ean. H e r bowsprit was slapping the waves. and the spray sweeping the entire length of the deck. Frank Thompson was lying out upon the bow sprit, wet to the skin, peering through the fog to give tim ely noti ce of breakers, or of any vessel which might lie in th e pa t h cf the yac ht. The rest of the crew were seated in the s tanding room, most of them engaged in watching the anxi o us face of Tom Nettle, whose boasted seamanship v..-as now put to the severest test. The Fi3away da s hed on, and the faces of the rebel crew became mor e and more anxious every moment. An other hour elapsed, and the wind c o ntinued to freshen, and the sea to rise. Dense volumes of fog rolled by the ves sel, and the mutine e rs were a n wet to the skin. John Duncan was the only one who seemed to enjoy the scene, and it was evident at times that even he had some painful misgivings in regard to the future. "Hard a-lee I hard a-lee!" shouted Frank, suddenly jumpin g down from the bowsprit, and making the most violent gestures. Tom, startled and confus e d by the frantic movements of Frank, unfortunat e ly put th e helm the wrong way; and the yacht, getting the wind more a-beam, plunged deeper than ever into th e huge waves. "The other way, you confound e d fool!" roiFed Frank, as h e l e t go of the j i b sheet The bewilder e d helmsman obeyed this order, but the movement had been so long delayed that th e whole crew could h ea r the roar of the breakers ah e ad of the yacht. With th e assistance of his comp a nions Torn put the helm hard a-lee, and the Fl y away carpe up into the wind. But Frank had made a greater blunder, if possible, than the confused skipper; for when he had cast off the jib shee t l ong b efo r e he should have done so, the sail had blown out as far as it could, carrying the end of the sheet wit h it. My yonng and non-nautical readers must not suppose that a sheet is a sail; it is a rope. The jib sheet is the rope attached to the lower p art of the sail by which it is haul e d in or let out, as occasion may require. On the Fl31away this rope ran through a d oub l e block. or tackle The sail was now slapping and ban g ing in the fresh wind, so that Frank could not get hold of it; for the heavy block threat e n e d to knock his brains out, as it thrashed in every direction. In consequence of this blunder, when the yacht came up into th e wind, and there was no jib to help her round, she fell off, lost her headway, and drifted helplessly toward the rocks. Tom was appalled at the danger that foe naced them, and gave all sorts of orders; but none of them were heeded by the panic-stricken crew "Draw the slide, and call up Paul," gasped the dis heart ene d skipper; and this order was understood and in stantly obeyed. CHAPTER XIII. PAUL TAKES COMMAND OF THE "FLYAWAY." "Help us, Paul, if you can," cried Tom, as the prisoners rushed up the l adder "You take the helm, Dick." "Me!" exclaimed the steward. "I don't know no more about handling a vessel than I do about making a watch Paul must help you ." "Forgive me Paul, for shutting you up down there, and g e t u s out of this scrape if you can." At th is moment the keel of the Flyaway grazed upon a rock, and then bumped heavily as she sank down with the s e a. "We are lost! We shall all be drowned !" exclaimed 1 Frank Thompson. Paul's quick eye instantly measured the peril that m ena ced th e Fl31 away, and though she continued to thump and grind on the rocks at the bottom, he did not lose all hope of saving her. The first thing was to secure the jib sheet. Seizing the rope which was used to haul out the main boom, he order e d all hands forward. At the end of the line there was a lar ge iron hook, which, a dexter ons throw, he succeeded in fastening to the block. The sail was then hauled down, and the truant sheet effectually secured. The coast line, upon which they were in danger of being dashed to pieces, extended northeast and southwest, :i.nd the yacht was still some twenty rods distant from the break e rs. Paul ord ere d the jib to b e hauled hard up on the weather side, which caused the vessel's head to swing round with the wind; then, as the sheet was eased off, she slid over the rock, and for a moment ran down parallel with the coast, and b e fore the wind. Whe n this man e uver had been successfully accom plished, Paul ran to the helm, and giving the necessary orders, the Flyaway was soon brac e d sharp up, and standin g away from the breake rs. "Three cheers for Paul Duncan!" shouted Tom Nettle, when he realized that th e y had escaped the terrible fati which a moment before had hung over them. "One!" "Hold your tongue, Tom!" replied Paul, sharply. "Try the pump, and see whethe r sh e l e aks any." The cheers were not given in the face of this sharp rebuke, and Torn hastened to obey the order which Paul had just i s sued. The examination r e vealed the gratifying fact that the Fl'l)awwv was still sound, and made no water. She had only bumped a few times in d e ep water, with the action of the waves "You can take the helm again, Tom," said Paul, when the survey was compl e ted. "If you wish to make me a pri soner again, I will go below. Do you wish it?" "I do not," replied Tom. "I am not one of your number, but I should like to ask what vou intend to do?" calculated to go to Portland," replied the chief of the conspiracy. "'

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BRA VE AND BOLD 29 "To Portland?" "That is wh a t w e intend e d "That is n o t wh a t y ou to ld us," said one of the boys. "You said y o u w o u l d o n l y run out a little way and return before Capt. Gordo n got back." "That was only to get your consent to th e plan, you spoonies," said Frank. "You are smart sailors, I must confess," replied Paul, with a sneer. "It was easy enough to get out of the harbor, but not so easy to g e t back again." "We dep e nd e d upon you," said Tom. "Did you, i n de ed? Do y o u expect me to join in such a miserable scrape as this?" ''vVe will do just what you say now." "Will you? You are very kind After you have got i11 to a difficulty you can't get out of, you want me to join the company . You expect me to pilot you down to Port land-don't you?" "We will obey your orders, Paul; go anywhere you please," said Frank. "That is a great deal easier said than done What can I do, what can anybody do, in this fog? You thought you knew everything, Tom, better than Capt. Gordon: I hope you have got enough of it." "Capt. Gordon was right," replied Tom; a sentiment responded to by all the mutineers. "I'm glad you have come to your senses, even at the eleventh hour," continued Paul; who, finding the con spirators were all upon the stool of repentance, was dis posed to treat them a great deal better than they de served "I shall not go to Portland, or attempt to go there, for I do not consider myself competent to pilot a vessel in these waters," said he. "I shall take the Fl yaway back to Portsmouth harbor as soon as I ca n get there." "Wherever you say, Paul, we will go," answered Tom. It was no e a sy matter to run back to the harbor they had left in the dense fog that then prevailed, and Paul was sorely tried to d e termine what course he should take. From his study of the chart and the information d e rived from Capt Briskett, he had obtained a tolerable idea of the coa,st and of the dangerous led ges and islands in the vicinit y This knowledge, however, was of lit tl e use to him while the fog lasted. He had no doubt that the island upon which the mutine e rs had so nearly wrecked the Flyaway was Boon Island, or one of the I s l e s of Shoals. The yacht was now headed east by n o rth, by the compass, and a f e w hours upon this c o urse would bring them to the coast of Maine. "Two of you go forward, and keep a sharp look o ut ahead s a id P a ul. "Tom, you will take th e h e lm, whil e I go below and examine the chart of this co as t. "Ay, ay replied Tom, reassur e d by th e coolness and self-posses s i o n of th e n e wl y appoint e d s kipp e r. "I would give a good d ea l to be out of this scrape," c o ntinued P a ul. So would I fra nklv a dd e d Tom. I wa s a foo l t o think I knew more ab ot1t n avigati o n th a n C a pt. Gord o n. Wha t do yo u s upp ose will become o f us?" "I can't form any id ea ," answered P a ul, as h e descf'nded the ladd e r. / He found that the cl ose t w hich c o nt a in e d th e chart was locked: but h e f e lt t hat t he cir c u ms t a n ces in w hich he was placed fully jus tified him in forcing open the door, a nd he l os t no time in d o in g so. With the chart in his h and h e returned to t h e deck Afte r ques tion ing Tom in r eg a rd t o t h e cour se he had s i nce leav ing K it te r y Point he c a me to the conclu si o n that the land ast e rn o f them w a s on e o f the Isles of Shoa ls, for th ey ne v er c ould hav e m a de Boon Island without tacking. But he could not see how, with the wind northeast, and the yacht close haul e d she had brought up on the Isl es of Shoals. Tom h e lp e d hi m solve this dif ficulty by d e claring that h e h a d n o t been very particular in keeping her close up to the wind Having sati sfied himself on thi s po i n t t h e youthful skipper proceeded to decid e upon his future course. If he continued to sail toward the north h e was in danger of running upon Boon !stand. The ni g ht was coming on, and it promised to be a night of p e ril. There were only two me t hods op e n to the young navi gator. He must either attempt to m a ke P o rtsmouth har bor again, or stand out to sea. In th e d e nse fog it would be e x trem e ly p e rilous for him to try to find the port from which they had sailed; and on the other hand, it seemed scarcely less p e rilous t o go to sea wi t h the prospect of a gale before him. It was a n an x i o us moment for poor Paul, for he felt that the s a f e ty of the yacht and of his misguided companions were in his k e eping, and before God he f e lt responsible for th e m H e tri e d to hold a con sultation with Tom and some of th e l arge r b o ys, but they were utte rly incapabl e of g i v in g him a ny advite. They were completely bewilder e d an d loo k e d up to Paul as children to a father, in the mi d s t o f the dangers into which they had so recklessly and criminally plunged. The heart of the y oung captain was full as he thought of his mother and his friends at home. He felt his own weakness, his own ignorance, and st ea lin g away from his comp a ni o ns, he w ent b e l o w and, o n hi s b e nded knee, looked to Heaven for that stren g th and that knowledge which Heave n alone can g iv e in th e h our of peril. He prayed for himself, for his brother, and for all his com panions; but esp e cially did h e ask G o d to give him wis dom to guide the frail bark throu g h the perils that en vironed her. The prayer gave him res o lution and, as though his ear ne s t supplicati o n had b e en h eard, h e felt comp et ent t o de cide b e tween the t w o courses w hich a l o ne w e re l e ft op e n to him. The sh o re w a s stud de d with dan g ers ; and the b ro ad ocean though lash ed into fur y by the incr e asing temp e s t w a s pre ferabl e to a lee shor e The Fl31a w ay was a st iff s e a b oa t and if w ell mana ged, w o uld ride out any gal e th a t wo uld be like ly to come up o n them at this seaso n o f th e y e ar. On his r eturn to th e d e ck, th e r e fore, he ordered all h a nd s to stand by the jib sheet whil e he took the h e lm himself. His dir e ctions w e re so skillfull y g iven an d so w ell o b eye d th a t th e Fl yaw a y came ab o ut as handsomely as th o u g h Capt. Gord o n himself had c o ntroll e d the maneu ver Her c ourse w a s l a id ex actl y e as t and the compass w as place d in a c o nv e ni e nt p os iti o n for us e Dic k n o w s u mmo n e d th e cre w t o supp e r. Several of th e m look e d a t Paul, but n o on e v enture d to leave the p os t o f duty till explic it o r de r s h ad b een g iven to that eff e ct. Half the boys we r e perm itt e d to pipe to supper .whi l e t h e ot h e r h a lf were t o remain o n du ty. Aft er 1he me;.:] wa s d i spo s ed o f Paul ga v e th e h e lm to Tom, and went forward to make his arrange ment s for th e

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BRA VE AND BOLD. night. The foresail was reefed in readiness for use in case it should b low too ha rd for the vessel to carry the jib and mainsail; the fore hatc h was c arefully secured to g uard again s t the peril of "s h ipp in g a sea," and such other preparations were mad e as the occasion required. On his return to the standing room Paul found that Tom could n o t st eer by c ompass, and h e was obliged to take the helm himself. Among the appointments of the Fawn there was a compass and Paul, more for the pur pose of familiarizing himself with its use than from any necessity, had often ste e r ed b y it. The knowledge which the y outhful mariner had thus g ained was now invalu able to him, and he was thankful that he had obtained it when o pportunity had afforded. A long and tedious night was before him, even though the perils of a gale should not be added to his present trials. The st e ward, at his requ es t, brou ght him up an oilcloth coat belonging to Capt. Gordon and thus pro tected from the penetrating mi s t, he g ave himself up to the long a n d an x ious watch befor e him. Darkness came down upon th em, an d the Flyaway still rolled and pitch e d in th e h eavy h ead sea The w in d did not sensibl y incr ease, and Paul dared to hop e that t he gale would not break up o n them. At nine o'clock he h ad half the boys go below and turn in, a ss urin g them they would be called at o n e o'clock. The order was obeyed, but n o t one of th e boys could sle ep until nearly half of their watch be l ow had expired. Hour after hour Paul k ept his position at the h e lm till the clock in the cabin indicated midnight. The watch on deck had taken turns at the l ookout on the b o wsprit. No event had occurred to disturb the monotony of th e scene, except that they narrowly escaped b eing run down by a large schooner. The fog had begun to dis s ipate and by one o'clock they had passed entirely out of it ; but the wind ha
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BRA VE AND BOLD. 31 "Are you going to run her on the island?" said Paul, asto nished at the rude answer h e had received. "I don't know as it is any more your busines!' than mine where I run her." '"What is the matter, Frank? what ails you ? \Vhat makes you so ill-natured? I hope I haven't clone anything to glve you reason for any illfeeling." "He wants us to go to Portland," said one of the crew. I thought you had got eno u gh of cru ising on your own hook," add ed Paul, with a smile. "I'm not goi n g back to be snubbed by old Gordon, and the rest of the fellows wouldn't if they had any spunk at all. Come, Tom, l et's keep her away for Portland." "I will n ot," replied Tom, decidedly; "at least, I will not u11less Paul thinks we had better go there." "I do not think so," interposed Paul. "You have done wrong, and all of you had better get in the right path as so o n as po ssible." "I am will i ng," said T om. '(So am I ," replied half a dozen othe rs. 'IThe fact is, fellows," continued Tom, v e ry earnestly, "I have had a l esson which will l ast me as long as I live. This is the meanest scrape I was ever concerned in and when I get ou t of it I will try to do better. You n eed n't gTin, Frank Thompson; I 2111 ashamed of what I have d one, and I confess that I am h eartily sorry for it. I did more thinkin g last night than I ever did in seven years befor e." "Humph!" sneered Frank, "I don't care what you say, Frank," replied Tom, stoutly, "if it is in my power to reform my life, I mean to do it." Tom continu e d his rema 1 rks in quite an eloquent strain, d e claring that, in the p e rils of the stormy ni ght through which they had pass e d he had thought of all the wrong h e had ever done, and resolved to be a better boy. Above all things he said he had learned the n ecess ity of ob e dienc;e, and that because he had re!used to obey Capt. Gordon, he had been glad to obey the orders of Paul Duncan, a boy like himself. "That schoon e r is bearing down upon us," said Samuel Nason, pointing to a vessel over the weather quarter. The strange r was evidently a fish er man, and had now approach e d within hail of the Flyaway. In a few mo ments more she had come n e ar enough to enable the boys to distinguish the persons of those on board of her. 1' Capt. Littl eton!" exclaimed Tom, who was the first to recognize him. "East off th e jib sheet!" shouted Frank, as he cast off th e main sheet himself, and put the helm up, so as to carry the yacht away from the schooner. "What are you doing?" demanded Paul. "Do you think 1 I am going to throw myself into the han
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BRA VE AND BOLD. them Paul, that I shall for give all except Frank. He mu s t be a in that fishing schoone r which is bound for Boston \ V hen I arrived at Portsmouth this morning, !learned from Capt. Gordon that the boys had run away w ith the yacht. I s uppo sed, of course, you had wrecked h er in the gale and th e fog, and I chartered that v esse l which was on the point of sailing for Boston, to go in search of you I thank God you are all safe." Frank Thompson, in s pite of his earnes t protest, w as put o n board the schooner, and th e Flyaiciay' s h e ad was t urned to the north. Captains Gordon and Briskett re sumed their places, and Henry Littlet on spent the whole afterno o n in listening to Paul's animated narrative of the cruise of the yacht to seaward. In the course of the nig ht the Flyaway n;ached Port land. But we have not space to detail the adventures of the Teneans in the harb o r or to g ive the particulars of the rac e between them and th e North Star Boat Club. On the following Saturday night the Flyaway arriv ed at Bayville, and Mrs. Duncan once more pressed to her heart her darling boys. CHAPTER XV. who lives there now? Mrs. Duncan, of course; and she is still a n active woma n and as affectionate a mother as can be found in the whole country. You recognize in the elderly gentleman who h a s just rung the fr on t door bell our old fri e nd Capt. Littleton. He is still hale and hearty, and makes a r egular call every day at the home of M rs. Duncan. He is in a hurry to-day, and has a newspaper in his hand. "The fit[ amora has arrived," he ex claims as he quickly enters the room where the old lady is calmly seated. "Yo u don' t say so!" "Arrived this morning, and is at the wharf in New York bv this tim e ." "I'm -so glad!" replied Mrs. Duncan, pulling off her spectacles, and wiping away the moisture in her eyes. "When will they be home?" "To-morrow morning And on the following morning Capt. Littleton and Mrs. Dunca n w e re at the railroad station, waiting the arrival of the train which was to bring the absent ones. They were not very patient, but at last the cars appeared at the station. "There they are!" cri e d Mrs. Duncan, as she stepped PAUL ADVANCES LITTLE BY LITTLE, AND THE STORY ENDS. For several years Paul pursued his calling as a fisherlad y is leaning upon his arm, and when she sees Capt. mti.?1, and as he grew older th e busin ess b ecam e more Littl eton, she throws herself into his arms, just as the profitable. Before he was twenty-on e the mortgage on young ladies in the romances do. the houee was paid off, and wh e n he was free h e had But you wish to know ab o ut this lady, and we hasten to saved up quite a handsome sum of money, with which inform you that it is Mrs. Paul Duncan, late Miss Carrie he purpos e d to extend his operations. But when he was Littl e ton. on the point of purchasing a s ch ooner of sixty t o ns, Capt. Duncan and lady were escorted to the residence a situation as second mate of an ocean steamer was ofof Mrs. Dunca n b y th e ir h appy parents, and attended by fered to him, with the promise of certain advancement sundry brothers and sisters, all int ense ly delighted with as he became qualified to fill more important p osit ions. this pleasant r e u n i on. I will not tell you h ow happy He concluded, after mature d e liber ation, to accept th e eve r ybody is at the house on the Point; but if the reader offer, and the fishing business was ent ir ely give n up to wishes to hear about the la st trip of the M amora, he must J o hn, who continu e d it for s eve ral years, w ith good "call at the captain's office," and obta in the particulars succ e ss. from him. It was the quickest passage which had yet If my young reader's ima gination is viv id enough to been made, and Capt. Duncan was almost as proud of his a ccom plish the l e t us step forward nine years, ship as he w:is of his wif e which will very nearly bring our story up to the presen t time. It is easy to jump over a l ong period o f years in Little by littl e Paul Duncan had worked his way up this manner o n paper, but not so easy for the mind to realfrom the position in which we l eft him t en years before ize the numb e r and the importance of the event s which to the command of one of t he fines t ocean liners that may transpire in this time. Though we step forwar
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