“Yes,” affirmed Mr. Holton. “It’s the last we’ll see of good old New York for many weeks to come.”
Mr. Holton, Mr. Lewis, and Professor Bigelow turned and walked to the other end of the deck. Bob and Joe remained where they were.
Neither of the youths said anything, for they were busy with their thoughts.
Who knew what perils might befall them before they would again see that land they so dearly loved?
CHAPTER VIII
The Beginning of Trouble
BOB and Joe found the ocean voyage very interesting, for it was something new to them. The waves, sea gulls, flying fish, an occasional shark, the painted horizon, and the ship itself all held their undivided attention and made them thrill at the fact that they were living through an experience that only a comparative few had the opportunity of enjoying.
They spent much of their time on deck, enjoying the never-ending charm of the ocean. Thus far the weather had remained peaceable enough, and both boys expressed a desire for it to continue thus. They had never witnessed a hurricane, but had heard from their fathers of how destructive a tropical ocean storm could really be.
“The ship looks strong enough to come through safely,” remarked Joe, as he cast eyes about the deck.