wler.

The motor-boat then was dropped back and when the Caledonia started,
she was fifty feet in the rear of the larger boat.

Mr. Stevens cordially and yet laughingly greeted the boys, whom he
dubbed at the time the "sons of misfortune."

Relieved as the Go Ahead boys were by their rescue they nevertheless
all showed traces of chagrin over the fact that twice they had been
helped by the big, black yacht.

"We're going to put up at Henderson Harbor," explained Mr. Stevens. "I
have some friends staying at the big club-house and I have promised to
spend the night there. I'm sure there will be a welcome for you boys if
you wish to stop. It may be, however, that there will be some one there
who can fix you up so that you can go on to Sacket's Harbor if you
desire. My suggestion is, however, that you spend the night at the
club-house. In the morning we can take your boat in tow again and drop
you at Sacket's Harbor or Cape Vincent for such repairs as you may
need."

"Thank you," replied John. "I'm sure we shall all be glad to do as you
suggest."

At this time the members of Mr. Stevens' family approached the little
group and the Go Ahead boys one by one were introduced.

The ghastly expression on the face of Fred in part disappeared when he
was introduced to the older daughter of the owner. Miss Susie Stevens
laughed in a manner which increased Fred's annoyance when his
companions explained the cause of his troubles.

"I wasn't seasick!" declared Fred glibly. "I just had a headache."

"That's all right, Peewee," said George in mock seriousness. "That's
all right. All I can say is that if I was not seasick I'm mighty sure I
wouldn't be doing some of the things you did."

The young people all laughed at Fred's manifest irritation but the
subject was changed, for the Caledonia by this time was drawing near
the island on which the club house they were seeking was located.

The water within the harbor was much smoother than on the open lake and
the relief from the motion produced by the tossing waves speedily
restored Fred so that when at last the yacht was anchored and the Black
Growler was safely drawn into the boat house he was ready to take his
part with his companions in the events that speedily followed.

CHAPTER XII

A BATTLE WITH ARMS AND LEGS

The Go Ahead boys enjoyed a bath in the lake before they reported at
the club-house in response to the invitation of Mr. Stevens. Even Fred
had now thoroughl