the surface in the long run."
"Rowdy," Frank challenged, "are you going to take a shine to me or not?
Be mighty careful, now, for I'm very anxious about it."
For answer the dog who had been in the center of the floor sprang up to
Frank's lap in an endeavor to "kiss" the boy's face. His weight
projected so suddenly upon the lad resulted in upsetting him, and boy
and dog rolled to the floor in a mass. Rowdy thinking a new game was on
began pulling the boy about until all hands were arrested by a cry from
Arnold, who still remained at the wheel.
"Land Ho!" came his cry down the companion-way. "Land on the starboard
bow. All hands on deck!"
"Sure enough!" cried the lads. "There's a light, too!"
"I'll wager that's Pascagoula," Tom said. "Pretty near time we were
there by the way the Fortuna went through the water when the schooner
was chasing us. I wonder where we can tie up!"
"Let's shove her along and try to get in before dark," was Jack's
suggestion to which the others readily assented.
As the Fortuna entered the harbor the boys kept a sharp lookout for a
promising berth for the night. Not until they were well past the bridge
over which the Louisville & Nashville Railroad crosses the river did
they find a place that looked suitable.
"Let's not tie up to a dock," suggested Harry. "Let's anchor."
This seemed the most feasible solution and was acted upon.
A position was chosen apart from the busy docks and well over toward an
unoccupied section of shore. A goodly length of cable was paid out and a
stopper put in place. The boys then prepared for retiring without
further attempt at getting acquainted with the town or its inhabitants,
leaving that for the morrow.
Leaving the doors between the cabins opened for ventilation and
convenience in visiting after they were in their bunks the boys soon
disposed themselves and prepared to pass a restful night.
"Wouldn't it be better to set a watch?" asked Arnold.
"I don't think it necessary," declared Harry. "It's safe here."
"Sure it's safe, but I feel uneasy just the same," Arnold protested.
"There's no knowing what's going on in these ports."
It was voted, however, that no watch was necessary so the boy composed
himself to sleep drawing the blankets closely to his chin.
Scarcely had he gotten into a quiet sleep before Rowdy came to his bunk
and insisted on making himself a bed fellow of the boy.
At last everything was still. Only the heavy breathi
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