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"It's the Timbalier Shoals!" he screamed "Oh, d---- it all! We'll

lose her, now" I recalled that his concern seemed rather for his boat

than the lives she carried

Jean Lafitte ca up the companionway, his face pale, but

ready for ship's discipline "Come," said I quickly, "helpthe capstan clutch, and I heard the

brief growl of the anchor chain as the big hook ran free Glad enough

I was to think of the extra size it had We eased her down andinto the head of the

sea, whichus down like ato crack a cocoanut shell Williams joined us now, and Willie

and John, pale as Jean Lafitte, ca I ran aft as soon as ht be, and only pulled

up at the cabin door to suht I rapped,

but followed in, not waiting Helena met me, pale, her eyes wide, her

hair disheveled, but none the less mistress of herself

"What is it?" she deround," said I "She does pound a little, doesn't she?"

She looked out into the wild night, across which the voices of the

confused wild fowl came like souls in torment

"This is terrible!" said she simply "Are we lost?"