Bobby of the Labrador

would be consumed in reaching there and another three hours in coming back. Then it would be well past dark. An easterly breeze was springing up, and a chop was ri

ht perish! He might perish

ne, and in desperation he tried the line again. But it was useless effort. He could not pull it up. A

! Pull me up! Hur

ge you! Oh, Bobby, wh

y was growing impatient. "I can't stand this

triking him as a bright one. "Just climb up, and when y

, and in spite of his best efforts he could climb

, after several vain efforts. "The line

said the distressed Jimmy

me up, let me dow

hang here much longer

You'll only go into the water and drown

ll the time as though the line was going to break, and I'm so h

to stop," shouted Jimmy

bby down only a very little way when he came t

wn on his face again to look over the cliff at Bob

," shouted Bobby. "Hurry, Jimmy. I can't ha

long the cliff top and down to the skiff, which was lying a half mile above, and, undoing the painter

and drop into the boat, B

my was holding dangerously near the breaking waves on the cliff base. "I might hit the boat

cceeded, after several attempts, in lifting himself sufficiently to relieve the strain of his bod

and just above the bowline knot, where he had a firm hold, slipped his other hand down to it, and began swinging in toward the cliff and out over the waves, and then on an outward swing, let go. Down

Jimmy. "I never would have thought of

he seated himself and picked up his oars. "Now let's pu

t pull you up," said Jimmy, as they

the eggs I picked off the cliff. I had some dandies, too! Two of them were the prettiest eggs I ever saw-real small at o

'em together

arate, on diff

gs are different from any other kind. They've got more

ay their eggs in places like that. The eggs were right on the bare rock, and wer

nests and lay eggs. I suppose it's so as to make it hard to find them when folks go egging. Partner tells me lots, and I ask lots of questions, be

nner. But it was not long before Jimmy had a roaring fire and the kettle over for some hot tea, and then, leaving Bobby to dry h

lookout for them, and had a fine pan of fried trout and steaming pot of tea waiting on the table, for she knew they would be hungry, as boys who live in the open always are. And s