oes with a voyage,
you know."

"Seasick!" snorted the would-be poet. "Who ever heard of seasickness in
a poem? The next line is this:

"And see so many sights quite new,
To rest in quiet day by day
And watch the fishes at their play."

"That's the first verse. The second begins----"

"Save it, Songbird, until we're on the yacht," interrupted Sam. "We'll
have more time to listen then."

"All right," answered the would-be poet cheerfully. "I want to fix up
some of the lines anyhow. I've got 'harm' to rhyme with 'storm' and it
doesn't quite suit me."

"Never mind--a storm often does great harm," said Dick. "You can easily
fix it up by throwing out both words, you know."

After that the talk drifted around to the matter of the treasure hunt
and Songbird was given some of the details, in which he became much
interested. He declared that he thought the trip on the steam yacht
would be even more interesting than the one on the houseboat had been.

"We're after something definite this trip," he said. "We've got
something to look forward to--especially if that Sid Merrick starts a
rival hunt."

"We want to get ahead of Merrick," answered Dick. "We want to locate
Treasure Isle and get the gold and jewels before he knows what we are
up to."

"What's the name of the steam yacht?"

"The _Rainbow_."

"That's a good name, for a rainbow is a sign of good promise," was
Songbird's comment.

The party had to make one change of cars and had their dinner on the
train. They arrived at the Grand Central Depot at half past two o'clock
and the Rovers went to a nearby hotel, taking Aleck with them, while
Songbird hurried off to transact his business with his uncle.

Mr. Rover had to meet some men who were interested in his mining
ventures in the far west, and so, after accommodations had been
obtained, he hurried off, leaving the boys to their own devices.

"Let us take a stroll down Broadway," suggested Sam, to whom the sights
of this busy thoroughfare were always interesting.

The others were willing, and they passed through Forty-second street to
Broadway and then turned southward. The street was filled with wagons,
trucks and trolley cars, and the sidewalk appeared to "overflow with
folks," as Sam said. At one point a man was giving some sort of an
exhibition in a store window and here the crowd was so great they had
to walk out into the gutter to get past.

"I can tell you one thing," remarked Dick. "Ther