head of the bay, which is a place of considerable
importance.

"Little Foerder," said the pilot, an hour later, as he pointed to a
tall, red light-house, at the entrance of the fjord.

"Then the land we see beyond must be Sweden," added Ryder.

"_Sverige_," nodded the pilot.

"I suppose that is Sweden, but I don't see the use of having half a
dozen names to a country."

"And this is _Norge_," added the second master, pointing to the other
side.

"Yes, _Norge_," answered the pilot, pleased to hear the young officer
apply the Norwegian name.

On the port hand of the ship was a vast sea of rocky islands, of all
shapes and sizes. Those farthest from the mainland were entirely
destitute of soil or verdure; but in the distance a few pines, and the
fresh tints of the early grass, could be seen.

"Keep her north-north-east," said the pilot.

"Man the weather and stand by the lee braces!" shouted the first
lieutenant.

Clyde Blacklock took out his station card, and looked to see whether
the order applied to him.

"You are on the main brace," said Scott, a good-natured young tar,
who happened to be near the new student. "There you are, on the
weather side."

"Who spoke to you?" demanded Clyde, dropping his card, and looking
Scott in the face.

"I haven't been introduced to you, I know; but I thought you wanted to
know your duty," laughed Scott.

"You take care of yourself, and I'll mind my own duty," growled Clyde.

"All right, my lad," replied the good-natured student, whose station
was at the weather fore brace.

Clyde walked aft, and placed himself in the line of those who were to
haul on the weather main brace.

"Slack the lee, and haul on the weather braces," said the first
lieutenant, and the other officers repeated the order.

"Walk away with it!" shouted the fourth lieutenant to those at the
main brace.

Clyde took hold, and tugged with all his might; but the brace would
not come away. To tell the exact truth, there was a disposition among
the students to haze the new comer, and the main brace men had agreed
among themselves to let him do the whole of the work. They pretended
to haul, but not one of them bore a pound upon the brace.

"Pull!" shouted Clyde, at the top of his lungs, as he strained at the
rope. "Why don't you pull, boys?"

"Silence on the quarter-deck!" cried the executive officer--for all
work was required to be performed in silence. "Walk away with the main
brace."

"Come, b