He immediately started in search of his cousin and Simpson, and informed them of the proposed excursion.

When he returned to the place where he had left Woods, he found him with a musket on his shoulder, and a cartridge-box buckled about his waist, pacing up and down the deck.
"I'm on watch, you see," he said, as Frank came up, "You will go on at midnight; so you had better go and turn in.

If we go hunting to-morrow, we must start by four o'clock at least, for we have a good way to walk before we reach the hunting-ground.

Good night." And Woods, settling his musket more firmly on his shoulder, continued his beat, while Frank sought his hammock.
About midnight he was awakened by a hand laid on his shoulder, when, starting up, he found one of the corporals standing beside his hammock holding a lantern in his hand.
"Is your name Nelson ?" he inquired.
Frank answered in the affirmative, and the corporal continued: "Roll out, then, for it is time for you to go on watch.

But be careful when you come out, or you'll be shot." "Shot!" exclaimed Frank.