ing at the Frenchman, for it made his hot Southern blood
boil to hear a foreigner criticize anything American. Like all youthful
Americans, his great admiration and love for his own country made him
intolerant of criticism.

Frank had a cooler head, and he was not so easily ruffled.

Rattleton was unable to express his feelings.

Tutor Maybe looked somewhat perturbed, for he was an exceedingly mild
and peaceable man, and the slightest suggestion of trouble was enough to
agitate him.

But the Frenchman did not deign to look toward Frank again, and it
seemed that all danger of trouble was past.

The "Eagle" sailed slowly down the harbor, signaling now and then to
other boats.

Frank, Jack, Bruce and Harry formed a fine quartette, and they sang:

"Soon we'll be in London town;
Sing, my lads, yo! heave, my lads, ho!
And see the queen, with her golden crown;
Heave, my lads, yo-ho!"

The Frenchman made an impatient gesture, and showed annoyance, which
caused Frank to laugh.

Behind them Brooklyn Bridge spanned the river, looking slender and
graceful, like a thing hung in the air by delicate threads.

Close at hand were Governor's Island and the Statue of Liberty. The
Frenchman was pointing it out.

"Ze greatest work of art in all America,"' he declared,
enthusiastically; "an' France give zat to America. Ze Americans nevare
think to put eet zere themselves. France do more for America zan any
ozare nation, but ze Americans forget. Zey forget Lafayette. Zey forget
France make it possibul for zem to conquaire Engalande an' get ze
freedom zey ware aftaire. An' now zey--zey--what you call eet?--toady to
Engalande. Zey pretende to love ze Engaleesh. Bah! Uncale Sam an' John
Bull both need to have some of ze conaceit taken out away from zem."

"It would take more than France, Spain, Italy and all the rest of the
dago nations to do the job!" spluttered Harry Rattleton, who could not
keep still longer.

"Maurel," said the Frenchman, speaking to his companion, "t'row ze
insolent dog ovareboard!"

"Oui, monsieur!"

Quick as thought the man sprang toward Harry, as if determined to
execute the command of his master.

He did not put his hands on Rattleton, for Frank was equally swift in
his movements, and blocked the fellows' way, coolly saying:

"I wouldn't try it if I were you."

"Out of ze way!" snarled the man, who was an athlete in build. "If you
don't, I put you ovare, too!"

"I don't