down on his fog whistle; he's wastin' steam. Tell him the women-folks
are in here. Look alive, now!"

Kenelm looked alive, but not much more than that.

"All right, Cap'n," he stammered. "A--a--all right. What--what--shall I
say--what shall I--had I better--"

"Thunderation! Do you need a chart and compass? Stay where you are. I'll
say it myself."

He strode to the window, threw it open, and shouted in a voice which had
been trained to carry above worse gales than the present one:

"Ahoy! Ahoy! Win! Fetch her around aft here. Lay alongside the kitchen
door! D'you hear? Ahoy! Win! d'you hear?"

Silence. Then, after a moment, came the reply. "Yup, I hear ye. Be right
there."

The captain turned from the window.

"Took some time for him to let us know he heard, didn't it," he
observed. "Cal'late he had to say 'Judas priest' four or five times
afore he answered. If you cut all the 'Judas priests' out of that boy's
talk he'd be next door to tongue-tied."

Thankful turned to her relative.

"There, Emily," she said, with a sigh of relief. "I guess likely we'll