First he headed well out into the bay, and then tacked to enter the river where the channel was deepest.

The river, which was the same that ran through the woods above the Farm, was caught in a corner to make the mill-pond, and finally escaping, ran along for many miles until the bay opened its wide arms to receive it.
"What are those birds over there ?" cried Nat, pointing toward the outer beacon.

"Some look like white Crows, and the others go zigzag like big Barn Swallows.

Are there any such things as water Swallows, Uncle Roy ?" "Not exactly--both the birds you see belong to the Swimmers.

The larger ones are Herring Gulls, and the smaller ones are Terns.