ad gone away I fell asleep, not
waking till the afternoon, when, the ship being steadier, I managed to
scramble out of my bunk and made a late appearance on deck, feeling
decidedly weak but considerably better than in the morning.

"Hullo, found your sea-legs already?" cried Mr Mackay on my crawling up
the poop ladder. "I didn't expect to see you out for another day at
least."

"I don't feel all right yet, sir," said I, and I'm sure my pale face
must have shown this without any explanation; "but, I didn't like to
give way to being ill, thinking it best to fight against it."

"Quite right, my boy," he replied. "I've never been sea-sick myself,
not even the first time I went afloat; but, I've seen a good many
suffering from the complaint, and I have noticed that the more they
humoured it, the worse they became. You're getting used to the motion
of the ship by this time--eh?"

"Yes, sir," said I, holding on tightly, however, to the bulwarks as I
spoke, the Silver Queen just then giving a lurch to starboard that
nearly pitched me overboard. "I'll soon be able to stand up like you,
sir."

"Well, at all events, you've got plenty of pluck, Graham; and that's the
sort of material for making a good sailor. You were asking me last
night about the course of the ship, if your sickness hasn't put our talk
out of your head. How far do you think we've run?"

"A good way, I suppose, sir," I answered, "with that gale of wind."

"Yes, pretty so so," he said. "When the cap'en took the sun at noon to-
day we were in latitude 48 degrees 17 minutes north and longitude just 8
degrees 20 west, or about two hundred miles off Ushant, which we're to
the southward of; so, we've run a goodish bit from our point of
departure."

"Oh, I remember all about that, sir," I cried, getting interested, as he
unfolded the chart which was lying on top of the cabin skylight and
showed me the vessel's position. "And we've come so far already?"

"Yes, all that," replied he laughing as he moved his finger on the
chart, pointing to another spot at least a couple of inches away from
the first pencil-mark; "and we ought to fetch about here, my boy, at
noon to-morrow--that is, if this wind holds good and no accident happens
to us, please God."

The ship at this time was going a good ten knots, he further told me,
carrying her topgallants and courses again; for, although the sea was
rough and covered with long rolling waves, that curled over their r