through this peril in safety. And their prayer was heard; for morning found them wet, sleepy and hungry, but still unharmed by a hurricane which, in other quarters, had done untold damage.
"My gracious! that was worse than the blizzard we had on Snow-Top Island!" declared Leander. "I'll tell yoll what—I wouldn't want to be out in the Dashaway in such a blow."
"I trust the storm ain't found the yacht," replied old Jacob, dubiously. "If it got in the harbor it would play high jinks with the shipping."
"Oh, I hope it passed by San Juan," said Dick. The Dashaway was his pride, and he did not wish to see the beautiful vessel harmed.
It was with difficulty that the entire party found enough dry wood with which to kindle a fire. All were soaked to the skin, and it was decided to remain in camp until noon.
"Perhaps we would have been better off in the cave," said Bob. "I wonder if Joseph Farvel remained down there."
"As like as not," said Robert Menden. "But I think staying in such a hole in a hurricane is dangerous. You don't know what pranks a storm might play."
"Yes; if the wind got in there it would haul down a good bit o' the roof," said old Jacob.
