said Peters, shaking his fist at Jackson, "or you'll go
overboard."

"We'll see about that. Stand by here, men!"

The students swarmed around their officer, and Peters began to believe
that he had stirred up a hornets' nest. "I was sent down here to put out
this fire," said he. "Give me that nozzle."

"I was sent down here for that same purpose," replied the boatswain's
mate, "and I won't give up the hose. The fire is out, and now I am
going to put you out."

As he spoke he turned the nozzle full in the face of the intruder, an
action which caused him to toss up his heels and measure his length on
the wet deck. When he recovered his feet he thought no more of the fire,
but made the best of his way up the ladder, followed by a stream of
water from the hose.

All these things happened in much less time than we have taken to
describe them. It was probably not more than ten minutes from the time
the first notes of the alarm were struck until the last spark of fire
had been extinguished. In five minutes more the deck of the Storm King
had been cleared of the sailors, her anchor slipped, and she was
standing down the harbor under a full press of canvas.

As Captain Steele's military duties kept him ashore, Harry was virtually
the commander of the yacht, and, having authority to act in all
emergencies like the present, he was not delayed in his operations by
being obliged to ask instructions of his superior. He did just what he
knew the captain or the principal would have done, had either of them
been there--he started in hot pursuit of the incendiary, and was fully
resolved to capture him before he returned.

Every thing seemed to indicate that there were stirring times ahead. Sam
Barton, although he had but a small force at his command, was cunning
and reckless, and Harry was long-headed, fruitful in expedients, and
determined. He was simply working to effect the capture of the young
rogue who had tried to destroy his vessel, while the governor and his
band were fighting for liberty. The contest promised to be an exciting
one.

"I have to report, sir, that the starboard watch is engaged in setting
things to rights below, according to orders," said the second
lieutenant, stepping up and saluting.

"Very good, sir," replied Harry. Then, dropping the officer, he
inquired: "How does she look, Jack?"

"O, don't ask me. It makes me mad to think of it."

"Well," said Harry, taking a good survey of his friend, who was