udying when we get back to school. The Sea
Dream must go through the sound before we reach the ocean, and most
likely we shall make harbor at Martha's Vineyard to-night."

"Of course I knew about the sound; I had forgotten, that's all," and
Teddy looked just a trifle ashamed at having displayed so much
ignorance.

Never had the boys made their toilets more quickly. Both were eager to
be on deck in order to extract the greatest possible amount of pleasure
out of this first day of the cruise, and when they finally emerged from
the companion-way an exclamation of surprise and delight burst from
Teddy's lips.

The yacht was steaming at nearly full speed over waters as placid as a
pond, and here and there were craft of all kinds darting back and forth
like active fish.

"I tell you there's nothing in the way of sport to beat sailing," Teddy
said enthusiastically.

"There are times when it isn't quite as nice as this. When it storms,
and the yacht dances around so that it is impossible to come on deck you
will think camping in the Adirondacks is much better."

"I thought vessels always went into a harbor at such times."

"If you are at sea it is necessary to take whatever comes in the way of
weather, but there is no reason why we should speak of such things now.
Let's have a look at Jake and his engine before breakfast."

During this first day of the cruise the boys were very busy.
Considerable time was spent eating three decidedly hearty meals, and
what with inspecting every portion of the steamer and watching the
passing vessels, they managed without much trouble to find something in
the way of amusement until the Sea Dream arrived off Cottage City, where
Mr. Emery proposed to stop a day or two.

The wind had come up quite strong toward night, and when the little
craft swung to her anchors some distance from the shore Teddy was
feeling decidedly disagreeable.

There was not sea enough to trouble the greenest fresh-water sailor that
ever "caught a crab;" but to poor Teddy, who had never been on the
water save when crossing from New York to Brooklyn or Jersey City, it
seemed as if the Sea Dream was very like a hideous nightmare.

She danced lightly on the long swell as if courtesying to the craft in
her immediate vicinity, and each graceful movement caused Neal's guest
to fancy his stomach was turning somersaults.

"You are not going below now?" the former said as Teddy staggered toward
the companion-way.

"I