scrape."

"You are in the same boat as the rest of us."

"The squadron isn't here," shouted Wilde; for the steamer had by this
time arrived within sight of the harbor.

"Can the ship have sailed?" asked Sanford, after the party had
satisfied themselves that not one of the vessels of the little fleet
was there.

"I suppose she has," replied Burchmore. "To-day is Friday, and she
didn't intend to lie here all summer."

"Good!" exclaimed Clyde. "That makes everything all right for me. I'm
satisfied now."

Indeed, he was so delighted with the discovery that the ship had
sailed, as to be even willing to forego the pleasure of thrashing his
companions. The steamer went up to the wharf, and the party landed.
Sanford and his friends appeared to be willing to take a reasonable
view of the situation, and to accept it without grumbling, satisfied
that they had been beaten with their own weapons. They were not sorry
that the squadron had departed, for this circumstance gave them a new
respite from the discipline of the ship, and enabled them to prolong
"the trip without running away."

"What are you going to do now?" asked Clyde, as they landed.

"We shall follow the ship, and try to join her," replied Sanford.
"That's what we've been trying to do ever since we left
Christiansand--isn't it, Burchmore?"

"Certainly it is," replied the cashier; "though we were detained one
day at Apalstoe, and narrowly escaped being carried by accident to the
Rjukanfos."

"Are you going to blow upon us, Burch?" demanded Stockwell, warmly.

"Am I? Did you ever know me to do such a thing?" added Burchmore,
earnestly.

"No! no!" replied the whole party.

"I don't think it was just the thing to cheat some of us as you did;
but I believe we are about even on that now."

"Of course we all want to get back to the ship as soon as possible,"
added Sanford, rubbing his chin, significantly.

"Certainly. She has gone to Gottenburg, and all we have to do is to
follow her," said Churchill.

"But if you want to go there by the way of the Cape of Good Hope,
Sanford, it will be better to have the matter understood so in the
beginning," added Burchmore. "I, for one, don't like to be
bamboozled."

"I won't try it on again," said Sanford.

"All right, then; if you do, you may fetch up at Cape Horn."

"Where shall we go now?" asked Sanford.

"To the Victoria Hotel. It is the best in the place," replied Clyde.

"That's the very reason why we d