A SAILOR BOY WITH DEWEY
CHAPTER I.
OFF FOR MANILA BAY.
"What do you think of this storm, Oliver?"
"I think it is going to be a heavy one, Dan," I answered. "Just look at those black clouds rolling up from the southeast. We'll catch it before midnight."
"Just what I think," answered my chum, Dan Holbrook. "Where is Captain Kenny?"
"Where he always is, in his cabin, more than half intoxicated. I tell you, Dan, I would never have taken passage on the Dart had I known what sort of a man Captain Kenny was. Why, our lives are not safe in his hands."
"Humph! I don't know as they are safe out of his hands, Oliver," returned Dan, with a toss of his handsome head. "Since we left China we've struck two heavy hurricanes,—perhaps that coming on will finish us."
"Gracious! don't say that!" I cried, with a
