Except coffee and bread there was little left, and the outlook, in case the gale continued, was not inspiring! Perry declared that he'd much rather drown than starve to death.

The first cheerful event that happened was the drawing near of the _Adventurer_.

The white cruiser came plunging up to within a quarter of a mile about nine o'clock and signals were exchanged.

An hour later the _Follow Me_ appeared coming up from westward and at noon the schooner and the two convoys were reunited.

But there was still no chance of getting lines aboard.