ust then; possibly he believed that "Shoo!
shoo!" had something to do with shooies, and the allusion was ill-timed
he considered.

After much noise and hustling, and what Thor looked upon as unseemly
action, he came to the conclusion that a boat is not always an ark of
refuge, nor is one's master always to be depended upon as a sure help
in time of need. With these thoughts came a recollection of the
comforts of Moolapund and the more fit companionship of Mr. Adiesen.
That settled the point in Thor's mind.

"Bad boy! Shoo!" he burst forth wrathfully, and then screeching out,
"Uncle, Pirate, uncle, uncle, uncle!" he spread his great wings and
took a bee-line for Moolapund.

Loud hurrahs followed him; but Thor never looked back once, never
turned to the right or the left, but, swift as possible in his cumbered
condition, flew home, and alighting on the parlour window-sill, began
to jabber every word he knew, without the least attention to either
grammar or construction of words, and in such excited tones that Mr.
Adiesen's attention was drawn to him. Thor was admitted at once, and
freed from his burden. Then the message was read; and while the Laird
read, Miss Osla and Signy waited in fear and trembling, but never a
word spoke the old man.

"What has that boy been doing?" the boy's aunt asked at length.

"Taking his turn at being captive, as I warned him might happen."

"Oh, Uncle Brues, have they taken Yaspard?" Signy cried in great
excitement.

"'Captured on the high seas; taken in chains to Collaster.--THE
VIKING,'" Mr. Adiesen read with impressive solemnity; and Miss Osla,
scarcely understanding what was the state of the case, or whether her
brother was joking, or the reverse, exclaimed--

"Dear, dear! whatever has he been about now? He is the very strangest
boy. To Collaster! in chains! What a foolish, foolish boy! He must
have been interfering with some of those young Mitchells. Of course
Mr. Garson has nothing to do with his nonsense!"

Mr. Adiesen had walked out of the room long before she stopped; and her
bewilderment was much increased by Signy saying delightedly--

"Captured! and taken to Collaster! Oh, how pleased brodhor must be!"

CHAPTER XIII.

"HE IS YOUNG AND OF LITTLE KNOWLEDGE."

The lads found that it was so late when they neared Lunda, that it
would be best to divide, one boat going to Collaster, and the other
proceeding to Westervoe; so Tom and Yaspard (the latter on a