Twice they sighted other craft, once a steamer headed toward the northeast and once a schooner dipping along under reefed sails.

Neither craft showed any curiosity and each went on its way without a sign.
Once the _Adventurer_ circled close to the windward and Steve shouted encouragement through his megaphone.

Just what was said they couldn't make out, and Joe's attempts to acquaint the cruiser with the fact that they were out of provisions was unsuccessful, since he had only his hands to shout through and the wind was unsympathetic.

But having the cruisers at hand was comforting, and when, at about four, there was a brief glimpse of sunlight to the south their spirits arose somewhat.

The wind now began to go down perceptibly and by five it no longer roared down on them from the northwest, but, swinging around to the northeast, became quite docile and friendly.