t deal of "skylarking" done in the cabin, as well
as on deck, during the next hour, but one by one the boys below dropped
asleep, and those on deck were soon tired of play, and called upon
Captain Gordon to "spin a yarn." He was good-natured enough to comply
with their request.

The watch on deck soon came to the conclusion that "sailoring" was not
particularly funny at night, for there was a good deal of gaping, and
not a little impatience for the eight bells that would relieve them for
a while. At six bells there was a prospect of a little wind, and the
yacht began to ripple through the water. The wind increased steadily
till they had quite a lively breeze.

"All the larboard watch, ahoy!" shouted the captain down the
companionway, at eight bells.

"Ay, ay," replied Briskett.

But it was no easy task to rouse the sleepers, and even when they were
awoke, some of them declared they were not going on deck again that
night. They concluded, however, after the experience of the first day,
that it would be better to fall in with the discipline of the vessel.
They found the Flyaway making good progress through the water, which in
some measure waked them up, and reconciled them to their situation. 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 the 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 river,
for they anchored off Kittery Point. On Monday morning, the Tenean,
which lay upon deck, was put into the water, and the club pulled up to
the city.

While they were absent, the wind veered round to the northeast, and
there were some signs of a storm. It had been the intention of Captain
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 afternoon, therefore, rowing about the bay, in
fishing, and in visiting the objects of interest on shore, including, of
course, the Pepperell monument.

Unfortunately, Tuesday proved to be no better day than Monday; and in
addition to the prospect of a storm, there was a d