Whereas he then went with the tide, he is now endeavoring to cut across the tides, in accordance with the advice of Captain Dane and the counsel of an eminent hydrographer, who had most courteously made out an elaborate chart and entered into the minutest details as to the channel currents, for Captain Boyton's guidance.
"Quarter to eight:--Boyton calls for his sail.

The staunch little lath of a mast is fixed into the socket attached to one of his feet.

The tiny sail fills; but sends him on a wrong tack, wind still blowing w.

n.-w.
Nothing daunted, Boyton paddles onward for another hour.

He then sends the laconic message, 'All right!' by the first pigeon post of the Folkestone Pigeon Club.