ile
the _Pocohontas_ is laid up."

And this he did, arranging with Old Tin-Back for the hire of a catboat
that would hold all the party. Thus the glorious summer days were used
to best advantage, the young people cruising about the bay, fishing and
bathing as suited their fancy.

"Not going out to-day; are ye?" asked Old Tin-Back, as he came down to
the dock one morning, and found the boys and girls about to start off.

"We certainly are!" declared Will. "I think something will happen
to-day. I have a feeling in my bones that I may land a smuggler or
two."

"Oh, Will!" expostulated his sister. "Don't joke. That may be serious."

"I only hope it _is_ serious," he declared.

"What's the matter with going out to-day?" asked Allen.

"Wa'al, it looks like a squall," replied the old lobsterman. "If ye do
go don't go out too far."

"Oh, I don't want to go!" objected Grace.

The others laughed Grace out of her fears, and they started off in the
sailboat, the motor craft having been left at the repair dock some
distance up the coast.

As they swung and dipped over the blue waters of the bay, the signs of
the storm increased, and the girls, becoming more and more nervous,
insisted on the boys keeping close to shore.

And finally, when they were some distance from Ocean View, but
fortunately near a little sheltering cove, the storm broke with sudden
fury.

"Down with that sail!" yelled Allen, as the gust struck the boat,
heeling her over so that one rail dipped well under water.

"Oh, we're going to capsize!" screamed Grace.

"Keep still!" ordered her brother.

With frightened eyes the girls clung to one another, huddled together in
the little cockpit cabin, while a big wave coming from the stern seemed
to threaten to swamp them.

CHAPTER VIII

THE MEN IN THE BOAT

"Oh! Oh!" screamed Grace. "We'll be drowned!"

"Nonsense! Keep quiet!" commanded Will, with the authority only a
brother could have displayed on such an occasion. His stern voice had
the desired effect and Grace ceased clinging to her chums with a grip
that really endangered them.

"Oh, I'm so sorry I was silly!" she exclaimed contritely, as the big
wave passed harmlessly under the sailboat. Then the craft swung behind a
projecting point of land and they were in calmer waters. Allen had let
the sail come down on the run, and all danger of capsizing was over. The
wind still blew in fitful gusts, however, and the rain, which had been
ho