The Antelope caught the breeze, and yielding at the same moment to the tide, she moved away from the land, and down the tortuous channel of Mud Creek.
The boys followed along the banks of the creek till they reached its mouth. Here they stood in silence.
Outside, a thick veil of fog covered the water, and hid all the scene from view.
The Antelope sailed on, and, passing the boys, entered the water beyond. The boys tossed up their hats, and breaking the solemn silence, sent over the water loud shouts of good by.
The shout reached the ears of the captain. He turned. His mild face was visible for a few moments as he waved his hand again and again in token of adieu.
Then he turned again.
And so the boys stood there watching, until at last the Antelope entered a thick fog bank, and bore the captain slowly away from their gaze.