HOW THE "GOOD AND SURE" BROUGHT TROUBLE The two or three hours of the midsummer Labrador night were long hours for Bobby and Jimmy--the longest hours they had ever experienced.

At intervals, guiding their course by the stars, they paddled, and this drove away the deadening chill that threatened to overcome them.
But at last dawn came, and with the growing light the sense of helplessness which had enveloped them during the period of darkness fell away, and to some extent Bobby's confidence, hopefulness, and buoyancy of spirits returned, and he rallied Jimmy, also, into a better frame of mind.
"Hurrah!" shouted Bobby, at length.

"See there, Jimmy!" And Jimmy, looking, saw upon the western horizon a long, gray line.
"Why, there's the land!" he exclaimed.
"Isn't it great to see it again!" said Bobby.
"Let's paddle hard, and see if we can't make it.

The tide's been drifting us in, and the paddling we've done in the night has been helping." "It didn't seem to, but it must have," agreed Jimmy, working as hard as he could with his short paddle.

"The exercise kept me warm, and that's about the only good I thought it was doing, but it did help, didn't it ?" "It certainly did," agreed Bobby.