CHAPTER XIX
THE STORM ON THE GULF
"Boys, we are going to have a corker of a storm if ever there was one."
"I believe you, Dick. My, how the black clouds are rolling up!"
"And just when we were doing so nicely too."
The three Rover boys had come to the deck in a bunch, directly after the bath and a hearty meal. It was Dick who had noticed the black clouds rolling up so suddenly and had called the attention of the others.
"How kvick der veader can change," sighed Hans. "Ven ve vos in schwimming I dink it vos lofely for a veek, ain't it!"
The boys had a good fire under the boiler and had tested the engine, to find it now in good working order. From one of the new joints the steam bubbled the least bit, but not sufficiently to do any harm or cause alarm. Dick had tried the wheel, to find it in the best of order. It thrilled him to take hold of the spokes and make the steam yacht answer to his will.
"I don't wonder some men wish to be pilots,"
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