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"But she's a bouncer," remarked the skipper "What do you make her?"

"O--L," spelled Otie--"O--L--Olenia Must be a local pilot aboard

None of theh

the feather-tide that's outside just now"

"Well, whether they can or whether they can't isn't of any interest to

me," stated the skipper, with fine indifference "I'd hate to be in

a tight place and have to depend on one of theilded dudes! I smell

supper Come on!"

He was a little uncertain as to what deht to assume

below, but he clumped down the companion-ith considerable show of

confidence, and Otie followed

The captain cast a sharp glance at his daughter He had been afraid that

he would find her crying, and he did not kno to handle such cases

with any certainty

But she had dried her eyes and she gave him no very amiable

look--rather, she hinted defiance He felt more at ease In his opinion,