board the Bonnie Scotland did not lose their heads so completely

him for something to throw over after the brave boy which might serve to buoy him up until help r

ye fell upon it, and, without pausing to ask permis

e water, and, although he did not see it at

moment he feared it might be the back of a shark coming to the attack, but on a second look f

and it seemed to demand all Donald's strength just to keep from sinking, so that he

near spent, and if I canna lay

it, the chest was helped by it in his direction, so that, just when he thought he could keep up

said cheeringly, as he placed the child upon the c

e. Of course it was no easy matter to keep the little one in place with the waves so full of motion, but it was ever so much less strain than it had been before, and t

smen, and in her bow stood William Paterson, his eager glance bent upon

lifting the child into the boat, he caught Donald under the arms

of Mr. Paterson's warm words, nor of the hearty praise of the men, but he h

scued darling to throw her arms around Donald's neck and kiss him again and again, greatly to the bashful boy's embarrassment,

is own cabin to put on some dry clothes. But when the first excitement subsided and he found that he had not only won the respect of his shipmates, but also the warm

each was alone in the vast expanse; and the days followed one another monotonously enough until the Bonnie Scotland sighted the Azores Is

kes and dislikes were clearly defined, and, young as he was, his natural shrewdness told him t

tely, and he took great delight in the company of their little son Walte

t he had never before realised how pleasant it was to be on the solid

s big eyes roamed over the novel and picturesque landscape. "I

Bonnie Scotland, Donald," he said. "So, too, have I. I'd be right glad to be rid

y ashore exploring the islands, usually in company with Mr. Sutherland. They revelled in the oranges and other fruit that were to be had almost for the a

her in a puzzling fashion. The harder he strove to extricate himself from the maze, the deeper he got into it, until at last, a little before sundown, he found himself in a regular cul-de-sac, from which there appe

mals? This was what concerned Donalblane, and he was glad that he had put a pistol in his belt before leaving the ship. Wearied and perplexed, he had thrown himself down on the sward, when there suddenly hove in sigh

d anxiously about him for a way of escape. "Save us a'!" he cr

his pistol. So, after a swift glance to make sure that the

pon his domain deserved no mercy, he charged fiercely at him, the foam flying f

ng him dead, shouted triumphantly, "Noo, ye fool! will ye be trying to scare folk who meant ye no harm?" But his words had hardly left his lips when the boar, which had been only stunned, his tough, wrinkled hide proving an effectual shield, got upon his feet again and renewed the

ood lead. But where was he to go, in order to escape the relentless monster that sought to rend