Rod and gun . Do you not think that youhad better return by train, while Ido mv best to take the Vikingaround? My wife turned upon me a pair ofscornful eyes, while she answered un-hesitatingly: What do you take me for Jack?If there is danger for me is there notalso for you? Do you forget that Icome of a race of sea-faring men?Must I remind you that one of myancestors crossed in the Mayfioweranother sailed regularly as Captainof his own vessel between the WestIndies and New York, while my pa-ternal grandfather was a deep seacaptain between England and theUnited States? In the face of all thisyo
Rod and gun . Do you not think that youhad better return by train, while Ido mv best to take the Vikingaround? My wife turned upon me a pair ofscornful eyes, while she answered un-hesitatingly: What do you take me for Jack?If there is danger for me is there notalso for you? Do you forget that Icome of a race of sea-faring men?Must I remind you that one of myancestors crossed in the Mayfioweranother sailed regularly as Captainof his own vessel between the WestIndies and New York, while my pa-ternal grandfather was a deep seacaptain between England and theUnited States? In the face of all thisyou ask me if I am afraid to coastaround Nova Scotia to the BayC^haleur. I am glad that there is anelement of danger in it. You dontsuppose I would be content to paddlein a dug-out on a mill-jjond! No,.lack my man! I came here to joinforces with vou, and Ill see this thingthrough. Bravo Lil! Youre game. Ididnt really think you would desert,but it was only fair to give you thechance. THE CRUISE OF THE • The Viking And tease me all the rest of mylife, and threaten me with court-martial eh? No such thing! Whencan we start Jack? \\ont it be justtoo delightful to go on a cruise? All our arrangements having beencompleted we left St. John on July1st, 1911 for Bay de Chaleur, via theGut of Canso and XorthumberlandStrait. On board were the Captain, ni\wife, myself, and Jinimie our man-of-all-work. Leaving St. John in a calm, andrunning all night with the gasoline en-gine, by day-break the coast of NovaScotia was in view. In spite of alight breeze of head wind, whichsprang up in the morning, as nightfell we reached Gullivers Hole, sevenmiles from Digby. Four times wetried to enter the harbor, but failed;when finally we succeeded, it was inthe teeth of a gale. The harbour is surrounded by highhills; only a few fishing-huts and farm-houses are found here. The inhabit-ants treated us kindly during thethree days we were detained by windand fog. So dense was the latter thatonce when
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