. St. Nicholas [serial] . You can believe we held on to that night was black as pitch. We could ntsee ten feet ahead of us. But now and then alightning-flash gave us a quick glimpse of wavesand more waves, but no ship. She probablywas scudding away under bare poles at therate of a mile a minute. Well, we did nt enjoy that night. EvenCorden had nt much to say, and he is a s an American, and always tells a big-ger story thanthe other is some-where awayon the Chinacoast now, Ithink. When theday broke wewere glad to seethe light, thoughit did nt helpmatters
. St. Nicholas [serial] . You can believe we held on to that night was black as pitch. We could ntsee ten feet ahead of us. But now and then alightning-flash gave us a quick glimpse of wavesand more waves, but no ship. She probablywas scudding away under bare poles at therate of a mile a minute. Well, we did nt enjoy that night. EvenCorden had nt much to say, and he is a s an American, and always tells a big-ger story thanthe other is some-where awayon the Chinacoast now, Ithink. When theday broke wewere glad to seethe light, thoughit did nt helpmatters , it s a kindof satisfaction tobe able to see ex-actly how thingsare. All that daythe sea was stillsomewhat highthough the windhad gone downas quickly as ithad come up. What possi-ble escape couldthere be for us?That was thequestion. I putit to Corden. Just hold ona while and weshall see, washis answer. It looked as if we d hold on until we gotpretty tired of it, I thought to myself. Hullo, a tree! suddenly cried as the pipe disappeared corden divedand followed it. (see page ioi5.) We must be pretty near land. That s en-couraging. A tree might drift across the ocean, Iobjected rather gloomily. As it rose on the top of a wave we saw thatit was a big one and that its leaves were stillgreen. That was encouraging. Spose we change boarding-houses, sug-gested Corden. The tree is more can climb up on it and be looks more home-like too—I used to liveon a farm. He swam over to look at it. Fine as silk, he called back as he clam-bered up on it. Room for an-other along, Re-naud, and getaboard. Let s saveour timber justthe same, I suggested. It may come inhandy in some way. So between us we managed to push ourwreck over to the tree and make it fast. Ourtree was a fine big one, and we floated quitecomfortably. It had not been long in thewater, and we decided that it, like ourselves,was a victim of last nights storm. This gaveus courage, for
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