CHAPTER XII.
ANOTHER ACCIDENT AT SEA It was four hours later, and Captain Blossom was just preparing to come on deck, when there, came a fearful shock which threw the Golden Wave back and over on her side.
"We have struck! We are on the rocks!" came a shrill cry from the deck, and immediately there was an uproar.
The Rover boys were thrown to the floor from their berths, and it was several seconds before they could realize what had happened.
"We have struck something, that is sure!" gasped Sam.
As quickly as they could they donned their clothing and made their way to the large state-room occupied by the girls.
"Oh, what a shock!" came from Nellie.
"Are you safe ?" asked Tom.
"I am, but poor Grace struck her head on the wall, and is unconscious." Without ceremony Tom picked up the unconscious girl, wrapped her in a blanket, and, aided by Sam, carried her to the deck, the others following.

A minute later Grace revived.
On deck they found all in confusion.

The bowsprit of the _Golden Wave_ was gone, and also the main topmast, while a mass of the rigging littered the forecastle.

It was also announced that the rudder was broken and the vessel was pounding helplessly on the rocks, with a big hole in the bow directly below the waterline.
"Who changed the course ?" demanded Captain Blossom.

"We should be fifty miles away from these rocks." "The first mate made me change the course," said the man who had been at the wheel.