ered the fish and boat
boy, who had learned to read the weather signs. "But the _Fairy_ is able
to stand it, I think. How are you after your goat ride, Bunny?"

"Oh, I feel fine!" declared the little boy. "But I want to get to
Christmas Tree Cove before long."

"So do I," added Sue. "I'm going to make a little bungalow there for my
dolls."

"And I'm going to make one to camp in," declared her brother.

They started off right after breakfast, and as Bunny and Sue played
around on the deck they could see their father and Captain Ross talking
together and looking up at the sky every now and then.

"We'll keep near shore," they heard the captain say. "Then if the storm
breaks we can tie up."

But, though the clouds scudded across the sky all day, the storm did not
break. It was black and lowering when evening came, but, after another
look all around, Bunny heard the captain say to their father and mother:

"We may as well keep on. It may blow over, and if we tie up over night
it will take us just so much longer to get there. I'd better keep on,
don't you think?"

"Yes," said Mr. Brown, "keep on."

So the _Fairy_ kept on through the waters of the bay. Bunny and Sue,
after being allowed out on deck to watch the distant twinkling lights of
other vessels, were put to bed in their bunks, and Mrs. Brown fastened
some broad canvas straps up in front of their berths.

"What are they for?" asked Sue, as she kissed her mother good night.

"So you won't fall out if the boat rolls and rocks too much in the
storm," was the answer.

"Oh, I like to be out in a storm!" exclaimed Bunny.

"I do if it's not too hard a storm," said Sue.

"I think this will be only a small one," replied Mrs. Brown, but as she
went out on deck and felt the strong wind and noticed how high the waves
were she felt a trifle uneasy.

Some hours later Bunny and Sue were each awakened about the same time by
feeling themselves being tossed about in their berths. Bunny was flung
up against the canvas straps his mother had fastened, and at first he
did not know what was happening. Then he heard Sue ask:

"What's the matter?"

"Don't be afraid," said Bunny. "It's only the storm, I guess. Oh, feel
that!" he cried, and as he spoke the _Fairy_ seemed to be trying to
stand on her "head."

CHAPTER XI

WHERE IS BUNNY?

Sue Brown did not know quite what to do. As she cuddled up in the little
berth aboard the _Fairy_, she felt herself being tosse