This cabin was thoroughly scrubbed and cleaned by the pair, after which they fitted it up and placed therein their baggage, rifles, fishing gear, plenty of reading matter and their private stores.
While in port, Paul remained the guest of Mr.C., the merchant, whose home was a beautiful villa situated a little way out of town.

The merry, bright-eyed daughters of his host made sad havoc in the susceptible heart of young Boyton.

At last all the stores were aboard and everything was ready.

One bright morning the anchor was weighed, and the sloop stood away on her cruise to the island of Vincent, which lay about one hundred miles to the westward.

During this voyage a heavy tornado tested the little sloop to her utmost.