Swept Out to Sea / Or, Clint Webb Among the Whalers

wn the Result o

time he was so enraged that he forgot to be afraid! He rushed at me the instant he regained his feet, his arms beating the air like those of a windmill. He was a lubberly fellow at best and the sloop, with

d set long since and the moon, a great, round target of silver, was rising out of the sea, its light shimmering across the

as he rose again, the blood running from his nose a

o crawl now, ar

ct like this," said I, hastily. "Wha

outed, wildly. "I'll make you wish

f moonlight upon something he clutched in h

he moment Paul Downes was a murderer at heart; although I believed I

d over and over in the sloop's cockpit. Why it was that he did not seriously injure me, I cannot te

In another instant I had rolled him over upon his face and knelt upon him so that he could not move. There was a piece of codline in my pocket and I

fellow deserved jailing, you

! I'll fix you for thi

he leg) and now I discovered that my right coatsleeve was slit from the

fellow?" I said, sh

snarled so viciously th

hat way when you

square with you for this if I

father," I said, hotly; "and he's as

isn't like your father was-he had to

mean?" I cr

with so threatening a scowl that, had he not been tied hard and f

said?" I repeated. "What do

to know?" returned

ense," I said. "If you mean to say that my father made way with himself, why you're simp

didn't know. "All right. I'm glad that folks know so much. But let me tell you, Clint Webb, that yo

h better be thinking of what will happen to you because of th

in a tone that, defenceless as

was under good way again. In a few moments we passed the light at the entrance to the harbor, and tacked for our anchorage. My mother's property d

" asked Paul, having been mighty

our father. And if I have any influence with mother at all, bo

the sail and picked up our float. When th

g to take this c

up to the house

e cried with a sud

while I go up and tel

"Don't be so mean, Clint. I don't want to go u

ment. "I s'pose that's the first thing you'd w

ngside he stepped in without further urging and sat down in the stern. I rowed ashore. Fortunately for the tender feelings of my cousin there wasn't a sou

Clint," he b

for

est day you live," he cried, h

but I did not beli