"I wasn't sure at first, but now I'm certain!" Bobby was on his feet in an instant, and the two, balancing themselves dexterously while the skiff rose and fell upon the swell, watched excitedly as the sail increased in size.
"It's a schooner!" said Jimmy.
"And it'll pick us up!" said Bobby.
"If it doesn't pass too far to windward to see us," suggested Jimmy.
"They'll be sure to see us," insisted the optimistic Bobby.

"They can't pass between us and the land without seeing us." And so it came to pass.

Nearer and nearer the schooner drew, until at length her whole black hull was visible, and then Bobby and Jimmy took off their jackets and waved them and waved them, until presently men crowded at the rail of the schooner and waved in answer, and in due time, when the schooner came abreast of them, a boat was lowered, and pointed directly toward them.
"Now we'll be all right," said Bobby, with immense relief, as they watched the four long oars, pulled by four husky men, rise and fall and glint in the sunshine, while a fifth man sculled astern.

"They'll either drop us in at Itigailit Island or lend us oars for the skiff!" "Yes, and it's great luck for us that they saw us," remarked Jimmy.

"I don't believe we ever could have made land with these short paddles." "The first thing I want is something to eat and drink," declared Bobby.
"I'm getting hungrier every minute." But the boat was upon them already, and they were soon to have a plenty to eat, and the adventure after all had amounted to nothing but a little inconvenience.