The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1903-08-12

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A cheer went up when they saw
that immediate danger was past.
Vincent went to the rescue of
Socks" who was dripping with wa
ter and chattering with fright, but
entirely subdued.
'You are mascot, all right,
Socks old boy!" said Vincent, as he
loosened the chain so that the
monkey would not choke to death.
''This beats climbing trees, doesn't
it?"
Mr.. Carmody and the others made
an examination of the hull of the
boat. The strain had caused slight
leak in the third compartment, but
they had no difficulty in stopping it..
The kitchen was somewhat disar-
ranged and number of dishes
broken, but the damage was not seri-
Gus. "The Jumping Jupiter" had
successfully withstood it's baptism
and thus far had justified the hopes
of the builders.
For half an hour Sidney held his
course straight out to sea. Then he
headed to the north. The big lateen
sails were pulling splendidly, and
though the craft responded slowly
to the tiller, there was no trouble
in holding her to the course They
now had a clear view of the coast.
"Where is the gateway?" asked
Mr.. Carmody, who had been looking
intently along the shore for some
time. II cannot see it,
81 can see it," replied Sidney, s'but
! would never suspect it was an in
let unless l knew it to be a fact
From any point at sea the rocks look
solid and continuous. The gateway
is just south of our flagstaff. Do
you see it now?"
1t was as Sidney said. The coast
was so formed that no inlet showed
Half a mile from shore there was
nothing to distinguish the entrance
to the bay from a score of ragged
fluctuations in the black cliffs. AS
they proceeded they came to the
ridge of rocks which formed the
north horn of the crescent This
they imagined to mark the north
boundary of the island, but as they
neared it they found it was but the
south end of Il bay which seemed to
be IL or Is miles across.
"This is a pretty goodsized island,
Hammond" remarked Mr.. Kent, as
this new panorama spread out be-
fore their view.
There was a puzzled expression on
Sidney's face. AS Mr.. Kent spoke,
the massive outlines of the snow
white peak, which had been seen
from the island, slowly came into
view above the hills along the coast.
The land now opposite them was low
and fairly fiat. The big rock on their
port side was seen to be the end of
a spur of small mountains which
came down to the ocean.
81 do not understand it," said Sid
ney. "There is no such island as this
on any of our maps? Where can we
be? This island is at least 40 miles
long and perhaps longer. That must
be the northern end of it."
Sidney pointed to the cape per-
Aaps Is miles away. 1t was now two
o'clock in the afternoon, and Mr..
Rockwell and Vincent announced that
dinner was ready. They stretched
an awning over the afterdecll and set
table beneath it. Sidney dashed the
tiller in position and all proceeded to
enjoy the repast A haze was steal
ang over the ocean and the wind dy-
ing out. For time "The Jumping
Jupiter" had been making four or
five miles an hour, but the breeze, as
1T came heavy with perfume from the
shore died down until it was barely
strong enough to straighten out the
striped sails.
"Well, Capt. Hammond, what do
you think Of it?" asked Mr.. Morton