"Do you remember old Hank Peterson?"
"Me savvy him. All the same whaling captain."
"Big captain!" said Stirling, with a smile. "You see him this season?"
"Yes! Me see him. He always stops for boots."
"You give him something for me?"
"Yes; I give."
Stirling hurried into his cabin and tore a leaf from an ancient log book. Upon this he wrote a message to Peterson which he felt was certain to be delivered by the faithful Diomede chief.
The message concerned the Seal Islands and the danger of a raid being made against them.
Notify any revenue cutters or cruisers,
Stirling commanded.