Every time I see one of those little jelly-fish sailing along there, it makes me think of the light in our window at home--the one mother always puts there when I'm up at your place, so that I may see it from ever so far along the road.

Father always jokes about it, and says it's nonsense, but she puts it there all the same; and it's there now, Mike, for she's sure to say I may have been carried out to sea in some boat and be coming back to-night." "Oh, don't--don't!" groaned Mike: "it seems too horrid to hear." "Hush! what's that ?" said Vince.

"Only a seabird calling somewhere off the water." "No, it isn't," whispered Vince.

"One of the men wouldn't have answered a seabird like that.

It's a boat coming from somewhere out yonder." "No boat would come through such a dark night, with all these dangerous currents among the rocks." But a minute later a boat did glide out of the darkness, a rope was thrown over the bulwarks, made fast, and as a man climbed over on to the deck the captain came out of his cabin and went forward to where the fresh comer was standing.
It was so dark that they could not make out what he was like, but in the stillness every word spoken could be heard; and they recognised the voice directly, as, in answer to a growl from the captain about being late, the man said,--"Been here long enough ago, Skipper Jarks, if it had been any good, but she don't rise to it to-night.