it?" ask

nother motor boat," Bob re

ts a race," s

Dartaway is not in her best trim, and she may get beaten. Then we'll get the name of having a slow b

nd came the cry

ack! Co

wind and spray in his face. "We can't bother with

exclaimed Ned. "Say,

hrough the water. The boys could no longer hear the hailing of the lone m

f discouraged," Jerry remarked, as he put t

id Bob. "Thinks we ought t

ad been blowing quite strongly, increased in volume and the water became a little rougher. Still there had been just a

here was a curious haze hanging over the water.

ond," for he had caught

. "I guess our boat is strong

have given up trying

a chance," c

rry suddenly cr

r of spray flew over the

s salt water

iny!" c

he wiped the water from his eyes.

Ned, hardly ab

nt of the cove and it's open water ahead of us no

spray caused t

from Bob. "There's no

traight for Davy Jones's locker," exclaim

such an appetite," re

when his remarks were suddenly interrupted by a ro

d Jerry. "Here c

enish-white water and something more subst

nd, which fairly howled overhead, and sent the spume from the cr

ried to get his breath, after swa

ten out to sea in a

ing to rain!

d by the drenching downpour. The boys were wet through in an instan

ing. In fact the craft was not at all equipped for a trip, beyond the

ough water, for, once beyond the protection of the

d, Jerry!"

back!" c

o keep her head into the wind," and he s

aboard, but the Dartaway, after staggering a bit under the weight, rose to it like a

in for it!"

He did not have time to turn around, because h

ess than a yell could have been heard above the roar of the wind, the swish of

I can do. If I turn back I'll be swamped. Maybe I ca

d it would not keep up its capers very long, they knew that their position was anything but

g so the bow of the boat could be held so as to cleave the waves. To t

place we can put i

f any," Jerry

ft was tossing to and fro on the waves, which, while not of any extraordinary size, were almost too big for th

steady, while Jerry clung to the wheel, which now and then was a

ore difficult to see. Jerry tried to pierce the gloom, for he had no more idea where he was going than a blind man. He knew he had started to pass out of the harbor of Harm

od up to the attack of the waves and wind like a veteran. It wa

r something!

the throbbing of the engine. Over the storm-

Bob. "Look out, or

answered, his hand on the lever

outed, standing up and t

and in spite of the roar of the wind and the swish of t

ming after us!"

t, full on the Dartaway. It flashed a glaring beacon on the boat,