The wind died out in the middle of the night, though I got it again very early this morning.

I must get to the town in some other way.

The land on the port is Rose Island, and Douglas Channel is just this side of it.

I am going through that, and shall make my way to the back side of the island, where we can conceal the boat." "I should say that would be a good idea," added Christy, as he took in the plan.

"The water is as clear as crystal here, and you can see the bottom as plainly as though nothing came between your eye and the rock." The skipper stationed his companion on the bow of the boat to watch for rocks; but none interfered with the progress of the Eleuthera.