if he gives us any more of his jaw," cried Boreas, as Lootie
slunk away to take refuge in his boat. "When you listen to such a fellow
as that, you should be sure that he is your friend. He tries to make bad
blood between us, to serve his own ends, and rob you of your little
property. Now, mark me, lads; I'll have no more of this gambling carried
on in the ship, and I'll make a public example of the first man that
dares to disobey my orders."

"Hurrah, Captain!" cried Stephen. "It's a pity you did not come to that
determination a fortnight ago; it would have saved several here from
ruin."

"Hold your tongue, Stephen Corrie. It's not for you to brag," cried the
Glasgow lad. "You may well be more virtuous than the rest of us, when
you have nothing to lose."

"True for you, my boy!" returned Stephen, laughing, "I only follow the
way of the world; and preach morality when I'm beyond the reach of
temptation."

The next day happened to be Sunday. The calm continued; but the fog was
not quite so dense, and the sun made several efforts to show his face,
and dispel the haze. Flora was leaning over the side of the vessel,
looking intently at some sea-weed floating upon the glassy surface of
the sea, when a large grampus flung himself quite out of the water, cut
a most absurd caper in the air, and having accomplished a summerset,
evidently to his own satisfaction, plunged once more head foremost into
the deep.

"Ay, Mistress Lyndsay! what an awful length o' a beast!" said a shrill
voice at Flora's elbow, and she looked down into the shrivelled-up face
of old Granny Williamson.

"Did ye ever see the like o' that?"

"It was very amusing," said Flora.

"Hout, woman, it makes a' my flesh creep; sure the deevil has the
fashioning o' they fearsome things."

Before the old woman could communicate any more original remarks, the
Captain came up, and told Mrs. Lyndsay that it was a capital day for
fishing; and though it was the Sabbath, he thought that, as they were
situated, they should not lose an opportunity of trying to increase
their scanty stock of provisions.

Flora perfectly agreed with old Boreas, and he went among the people to
see if any of them were provided with tackle. Only two fishing-hooks and
lines could be discovered among the whole ship's crew. One of these was
the property of Mr. Wright, the second mate, and the two Muckleroys held
a joint partnership in the other.

The Captain baited the hooks with a piec