errified Witness of a
Wonderful Phenomenon 92
XII--In Which I Find Myself Bound for Southern Seas 107
XIII--In Which Tom Anderly Relates a Story That
Arouses My Interest 119
XIV--In Which I Hear for the First Time the Whalers'
Battle-Cry 133
XV--In Which We "Strike On" 142
XVI--In Which There is Some Information and Much Excitement 150
XVII--In Which I Come Very Near Going Out of the Story 159
XVIII--In Which We Realize the "Grind" of the Whaleman's Life 164
XIX--In Which is Reported a Series of Misadventures 172
XX--In Which Our Chapter of Bad Luck is Continued 180
XXI--In Which the Wavecrest Sets Sail Again 186
XXII--In Which We Sail the Silver River and I See
a Face I Know 193
XXIII--In Which I begin to Wonder "Is It Me, or Is It Not Me?" 198
XXIV--In Which I Get Acquainted With Captain Adoniram Tugg 208
XXV--In Which I Follow the Beckoning Finger of a Spectre 215
XXVI--In Which the Sea Spell Goes Ashore on a
Most Unfriendly Coast 222
XXVII--In Which We Find the Natives More Unfriendly
Than the Coast 232
XXVIII--In Which are Related Several Disappointments 239
XXIX--In Which I Am Not the Only Person Surprised 245
XXX--In Which I at Last Set My Face Homeward
with Determination 253

SWEPT OUT TO SEA
or
CLINT WEBB AMONG THE WHALERS

CHAPTER I

IN WHICH MY COUSIN AND I HAVE A SERIOUS FALLING OUT

The wind had died to just a breath, barely filling the canvas of the
Wavecrest. We were slowly making the mouth of the inlet at Bolderhead
after a day's fishing. Occasionally as the fitful breeze swooped down
the sloop made a pretty little run, then she'd sulk, with the sail
flapping, till another puff came. I lay in the stern with my hand on the
tiller, half asleep, while Paul Downes, my cousin, was stretched forward
of the mast, wholly in dreamland. A little roll of the sloop as she
tacked, almost threw