unday at home
if they wish. If you see any other boys like those of your club, you may
report them to me; but don't ask them to come to the school, or hold out
any inducements to them. I must pick the boys myself."

"But I must take time to sell the boat I bought," suggested Dory.

"You needn't sell her, Theodore. I have no sailboat of just her size,
and she may be useful. Now keep cool, and remember that it will take
some time to get the school into running order, and fit up our shops.
But we will begin the scholastic work at once, so that the boys will not
lose what they have learned in school."

Captain Gildrock talked about his plan till dinner-time; and the skipper
of the Goldwing was so delighted with it, that he felt as though he
wanted to fly. He went all over the estate at Beech Hill, and examined
the boats with a professional eye. In the middle of the afternoon the
family started for home in the schooner.

In the evening Dory went to see all the members of the Goldwing Club,
and their eyes were as big as saucers while they listened to the notable
scheme of the retired shipmaster. They were quite as enthusiastic as
Dory over the idea. The next day their mothers had consented to their
joining the embryo school, which was as yet without a name.

Mrs. Dornwood gave up her house, and at the end of a week Dory sailed
the family up to their new home at Beech Hill. The other boys were to
come up on the first day of September, which was two weeks hence. Though
the Sylph was without a crew, the captain made up one, and they visited
various parts of the lake on business and for pleasure. Mr. Jepson, who
had first come to Beech Hill as the engineer of the steam-yacht, resumed
his old position. Dory was wheelman, and a couple of men who worked on
the place did duty as deck-hands. Dory liked this position as pilot even
better than sailing the Goldwing, though his services were often in
demand as skipper of the schooner.

For more than a year Dory had felt as though he were all adrift in the
world. He wanted to get some steady work by which he could help support
the family. He had not succeeded very well. But now, for the first time
since he had come to think for himself, he did not feel as though he was
All Adrift in the world. He was settled with the future before him, and
he was resolved that it should be filled with good work.

He read in the newspaper that Pearl Hawlinshed had been sent to the
state prison for a