PAUL MAKES A NIGHT RUN IN THE STORM.
"John, John!" shouted Paul, when he realized the dangerous situation of the Fawn.
But the first mate of the craft slept too soundly to be disturbed by mere words, and the skipper had to shake him before he came to his senses.
"What is the matter, Paul?" asked he, as soon as he could get his eyes open and realize where he was.
"Put on your greatcoat and shoes, and come out here and be lively about it," cried Paul.
John obeyed, and before he was ready to join Paul in the standing room, he began to apprehend the state of affairs on board, for the furious wind and the angry waves that stormed against the hull and rigging of the Fawn told their own story.
"What's the trouble?" he asked, as he joined his brother.
"Don't you see there is a gale of wind down upon us?" replied Paul, sharply.
"Well, what of it?" demanded the young salt, with provoking indifference.