een seen of the
_Josephine_, and they wondered if the tramp steamer was ahead of
them, or if they had passed her in the darkness.

"Of course, she may have come by a different route," said Captain
Barforth. "While we passed to the east and south of some of the little
islands she may have gone to the north and west of them. One route
would be about as good as the other."

That night it grew foggy, and as a consequence they had to slow down,
which filled the boys with vexation for, as Tom declared, "they wanted
to find that island and the treasure right away."

"Well, you'll have to be patient," said Nellie.

"Aren't you anxious, Nellie?" he asked.

"Oh, yes, Tom; but I don't want to see anybody hurt, or the yacht
sunk."

Twenty-four hours later the fog rolled away and on the following
morning Captain Barforth announced they were in the locality where
Treasure Isle was supposed to be located. The boys stationed themselves
in various parts of the steam yacht, and Dick and Tom went aloft with a
good pair of marine glasses.

"I see an island!" cried Tom, half an hour later.

This announcement thrilled all on board, but an hour later it was
discovered that the island was only a small affair and Bahama Bill
promptly said it was not that for which they were seeking.

"Come aloft and look through the glass," said Dick to the old tar, and
Bahama Bill readily accepted the invitation. Thus two hours more went
by, and the course of the steam yacht was changed to a wide circle.

"More land!" cried Dick, presently. "What do you make of that?" he
asked and handed the marine glasses to Bahama Bill.

The old tar looked through the glasses for a long time and then put
them down with much satisfaction.

"That's the place, or I'll forfeit a month's wages," he said.

"Is it Treasure Isle?" burst out Tom.

"Yes."

"Hurrah!" shouted Tom, running down the ratlines to the deck. "We've
found the island!" he shouted. "Hurrah!"

"Where?" asked half a dozen at once.

"Over in that direction. You can't see it with the naked eye, but it's
there just the same. Hurrah!" And in his high spirits Tom did a few
steps of a fancy jig.

Without delay the bow of the steam yacht was pointed in the direction
of the land that had been discovered, and after awhile all made it out,
a mere speck on the blue water. But as they approached, the speck grew
larger and larger, and they saw it was a beautiful tropical isle, with
waving palms reaching