"That delighted our sailors, who accepted the incident as an omen of the victory that crowned their arms before the fight was over. They cheered and felt their courage strengthened."
"Good!" said Max, "that cock was at better business than the fighting he had doubtless been brought up to."
"Yes; so say I:
| "O Johnny Bull, my joe John, |
| Behold on Lake Champlain, |
| With more than equal force, John, |
| You tried your fist again; |
| But the cock saw how 'twas going. |
| And cried 'Cock-a-doodle-doo,' |
| And Macdonough was victorious, |
| Johnny Bull, my joe!"" |
"Pretty good," laughed Max. "But there are the taps; so good-night."
CHAPTER III.
Lulu woke early the next morning and was dressed and on deck before any other of the Dolphin's passengers. Day had dawned and the eastern sky was bright with purple, orange, and gold, heralding the near approach of the sun which, just as she set her foot on the deck, suddenly showed his face above the restless waves, making a golden pathway across them.
"Oh, how beautiful!" was her involuntary exclamation. Then catching sight of her father standing with his back toward her, and apparently absorbed in gazing upon the sunrise, she hastened to his side, caught his hand in hers, and carried it to her lips with a glad, "Good-morning, you dear papa."
"Ah! good-morning, my darling," he returned, bending down to press a kiss on the bright, upturned face.