Let us take the hard knocks that come to us with a smile." The remainder of the evening was spent in playing some rollicking games that the lads had never heard of before, and which Doctor Joe taught them.

There was the one-legged chicken fight, and one or two others, as well as hand wrestling, though that they had seen the Indians play and had practised themselves.

They all declared that they had never in their lives had so much fun.
An early start the following morning brought them to Hollow Cove at ten o'clock.

Hollow Cove was a fine natural harbour.

A brook poured down through a gulch to empty into the Bay, and near its mouth was an excellent landing-place.