Lost in the Fog

uce.-Gloomy Intelligence.-The Promontory.-The Bore of the Pet

on board, and for some time th

n't tied," gr

ght the end of the rope which still was fastened to the schooner. "I didn't know it was rotten," he moaned; "'tain't

d Arthur. "We must do

rbet shook

t no boat

ho wants

we do with

and go after him

and fast," said Capta

and

ns? It's only a little, but that's

believe it!" cried Arthur. "C

here, too, followed by the mate, and they worked at it fo

hat the captain was right, and that she was actually, as he said, hard and fast. This fact had to be recognized, but A

cried at last, "that ther

Corbet, "what thar is to be

will t

to-morro

ear

re eight

k!" cried Art

ome in pooty nigh to the shore, an it'll

ome of poor Tom?

, "don't look on the wu

oar was thrown abo

ay be carri

re any

s; not a mite. Thar's a better chance of his bein picked up. That thar's likely now, an not

may be

e, he'll have to d

here's

visions on board, an needn't starve; so if he does float for a da

interrupted by a loud call from the

but the schooner was too far off to hear them. Then they waited for what seemed to them an unreasonably long time, wondering what kept the boat, until at length Bruce determined to try and get nearer. Burt was to s

r ahoy!"

y!" cried Ca

come and take u

ce for some time. At last

oat's

ha

oat's

e present. So Bruce thought that the empty boat had drifted off, and as

g in ignorance. In a few mom

ru

al

oat's

rig

ADRIFT

shoute

ADRIFT

lligence Bruce's heart

he dried, af

hour," cr

o after him?" cr

ound," cri

n share of that dismay which prevailed on board of the schooner; for a

ru

al

board as soon as you ca

w early will t

t o'c

bef

N

o wait for the returning tide before a boat could be launched. He waited for some time, full of despair, and hesi

ho by this time was sure tha

oat's

e b

hat's worse

rt, in a horror

's adrift

but stood for some time star

Bart the situation of the schoone

at once. It's eleven o'clock, but we'll find

the two lads walked u

interpreted to arise from a desire to celebrate the launching of the ship. They went first to Mrs. Watson's house, where they found that good lady up. She listened

his head. The others said nothin

better do?"

off as soon as ye ca

r. "The return tide may drift him back, bu

e Chignecto unless he gets

ce that he'll be pi

om he spoke s

fog in the bay th

it's clear

e and the Bay of Fundy a

ster out there,"

y sea by this ti

increase the anxiety of the two boys, un

e of the men. "If he had an oar he would be all right; b

bright side. Hope for the best. Set out on the search with hope, and a good heart. I'm confident that he will be safe. You will pick

Furlong and Jim Spencer. But that there boat was a good-size

e boats have floated in safety for hundreds of miles. So hope for the best; don't be down-hearted. I'll send two or three men down now

ruce could not

for you," said Mrs. Watson. "If you want to see abo

saw the boat there which Mrs. Watson had offered them. This boat could be launched at any time, and as there was nothing more to be done, the boys strolled disc

ing. At last the scene before them changed from a sheet of water to a broad ex

At high tide it is full-a mighty stream; at low tide it is empty-a channel of mud forty miles lo

vexed bay outside. There was no moon, but the light was sufficient to enable them to see the exposed riverbed, far over to the shadowy outline of the opposite shore. Here, where in the morning a mighty ship had floated, nothing could

asked Bruce. "It gro

, "is the Bore of

u ever s

of it often, but

h the gloom of night; but at length, as they strained their eyes looking down the river, they saw in the distance a faint, white, phosphorescent gleam, and as it appeared the roar grew louder, and rounder, and

, one mass of snow-white foam, behind which gleamed a broad line of phosphorescent lustre from the agitated waters, which, in the gloom of night, had a certain baleful radiance. As it passed on its path, the roar came up more majestically from the foremost wave; and behind that came the roar of other billows that followed in its wake. By daylight the scene would have been grand and impressive; bu

e boys found themselves excessively

st, or we won't be worth anything to-morrow. Wha

o late-i

e say it's half past two; but that's all

el

think we had better dis

to the barn, and li

apital bed. For my part,

coul

and walking off, followed by Bart. "Mrs. Watson was right. There's

said

n, and in a few minute

n came up

erywhere," said the man. "Mrs.

. Wa

get back to the house. There's anot

trouble," said Bart; "but we didn't think th

ng along with them. "She's been a worrytin herself to death about

to show them that the man's account of her was true. Her face was pale, her manner was a

e cause of so much trouble, and assured

end and about you. But I'm glad that you've been found; and as it'

terly worn out, did not attempt to withstand her. They went to bed, and s

r Tom. Chafing from their forced inaction, they looked impatiently upon the ebbing water, which was leaving them aground, when they were longing to be floating

the rope was rotten. He informed them that the rope was an old favorite of his, and that he would have willingly risked his life on it. He blamed himself chiefly, however, for not staying in the boat

why Bart and Bruce did not make their appearance. But Bart and Bruce, worn out by their long watch, did not wake till nearly

or boy," said she, sadly. "Promise me to tel

pro

ance out; but a half dozen stout fellows, whose sympathies were fully enl

on reached the schooner, where the boys a