“That’s the talk!” cried Stanley.
“Be careful—if she is ready to blow up!” warned Spud. “I don’t want to be blown into the middle of next year!”
“She won’t blow up!” cried the captain, who was still trying to direct his men as to what to do. “Don’t you hear the steam going off?”
“Then we’ll do what we can for you,” answered several of the college youths.
One after another the small boats landed on the shore, which was but a hundred yards away.
“Sam, you stay with the girls,” said Dick to his youngest brother. “They may want you to do something for them.”
“Oh, Dick, don’t get into trouble!” begged Dora, and bent her tender eyes full upon him.
“Don’t worry, Dora.”
“And, Tom, you be careful, too,” added Nellie.
“I will, Nellie,” he answered.