LAUNCHING THE MUD TURTLE
going straight by there, we may only have a little while to attract her attention. Jiminy! We ought to have a fire they could see in Australia!"
Regardless of scratches and cuts, they toiled on, while the flames rose higher and higher. Tempest pausing only now and again to take a squint through the binoculars. At that distance it was very difficult to see whether the vessel was putting about.
After about half an hour of this strenuous labor he leaned, breathless, against the pole to steady the glasses.
"I can't see a blessed thing of her now," he said. "Here, Dave, you have a try."
The boy looked long and carefully.
"I don't see the green," he said, "but if I'm not mistaken there's a white light in about the same place."
"More trees—more forests, Jim, or I 'll tear your ears off. That's the mast head light. She's put about. Say good-bye to the little pigs
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