tidal wave in the South Seas. Before the wave struck us we had just such cuttings-up."
"I trust we don't strike a tidal wave," answered Larry. "If it was high enough it might swamp us."
"True; but when you're on the deep blue sea, lad, you've got to take whatever comes," replied the first mate, solemnly.
Dinner was a quiet affair for all on board, and shortly after the repast Larry went to the forward deck, to have another chat with Luke. While the two were talking they were joined by Captain Ponsberry; and soon the three were conversing about old times once more.
"Do you remember the swim we once took in the Pacific?" said Larry to Luke. "The time the sawfish smashed the boat and came after us?"
"Reckon I do," was the Yankee tar's response. "We had a lively swim fer it, didn't we?"
"And the time we visited the island and you turned the turtles?" went on Larry. "And do you remember that snake that chased us into the water?"
"I do, Larry. Tell you what, we've had our share of adventures. When Admiral Dewey What is it, captain?"
Luke broke off short and looked at Captain Ponsberry inquiringly. The master of the Columbia was
