sted Leopold.

The Hon. Mr. Hamilton smiled gloomily, and shrugged his shoulders, for
he knew how limited were the accommodations in the old Cliff House.

"Your hotel would not hold us, Leopold," said Mr. Hamilton. "Our party
consists of fifteen persons. We must get into Rockland, some how or
other."

"We have a new hotel, Mr. Hamilton," interposed Leopold.

"What's that?"

"The Sea Cliff House. It is the Cliff House rebuilt and enlarged. We
have fifty rooms now, besides new parlors and a new dining-room. The
house has been furnished new, and my father means to keep a first-class
hotel. He has raised the price to three dollars a day, so that he can
afford to do so. We have some rooms built on purpose for you, sir."

"Indeed! But your father always kept a good house, though it was not big
enough."

"You won't find any better hotel in Rockland or Belfast than the Sea
Cliff House, Mr. Hamilton," said Leopold, confidently.

"Then let us go there by all means," added the owner of the Orion. "Can
you take the yacht into the harbor, Leopold?"

"I can sir."

"Are you sure?"

"Certainly I am."

"We don't want to be thrown on the rocks."

"I can go into the river with my eyes shut, any time, sir."

"Very well. Captain Bounce, here is your pilot."

"All right Mr. Hamilton. All his orders shall be obeyed," replied the
sailing-master.

"Hoist the jib, then, if you please, and head her to the north-east,"
added Leopold.

"To the north-east!" exclaimed Captain Bounce. "You said the ledges were
in that direction."

"I know they are; but I can tell just where to find them."

"We are not anxious to find them," added the sailing-master.

"I am, for I take my bearings from them. Trust me as your best friend,
Captain Bounce, and you shall throw over your mud-hook, in just an hour
from now, in the river, off Rockhaven."

"All right; the owner says you are the pilot, and I haven't a word to
say," replied the captain. "Forward there! Hoist the jib! At the helm!"

"Helm, sir!" replied the quarter-master.

"Keep her north-east."

"North-east, sir."

Leopold turned at that moment, and discovered a bundle of shawls and
water-proofs emerging from the companion-way.

"Leopold Bennington! I'm glad to see you!" exclaimed the bundle, in a
voice which the young pilot promptly identified as that of Miss Rosabel
Hamilton.

"Thank you, Miss Hamilton. I'm happy to see you again," stammered
Leopold, rushing up to the bund