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| CHAPTER I. | |
| Mr. Spickles from the Metropolis | [13] |
| CHAPTER II. | |
| The Nautifelers Club on the Lake | [24] |
| CHAPTER III. | |
| A Terrific Explosion in the Night | [34] |
| CHAPTER IV. | |
| The Scene of Operations | [45] |
| CHAPTER V. | |
| On the Track of the Burglars | [55] |
| CHAPTER VI. | |
| A Victim of Strategy | [66] |
| CHAPTER VII. | |
| The Effects of the Explosion | [76] |
| CHAPTER VIII. | |
| Some Differences of Opinion | [87] |
| CHAPTER IX. | |
| Under the Lee of Gardiner's Island | [97] |
| CHAPTER X. | |
| A Battle with the Elements | [108] |
| CHAPTER XI. | |
| The Turning of the Tables | [118] |
| CHAPTER XII. | |
| Dory Dornwood resorts to Strategy | [129] |
| CHAPTER XIII. | |
| The Arrival of Michael Angelo Spickles | [139] |
| CHAPTER XIV. | |
| The Result of Dory's Strategy | [150] |
| CHAPTER XV. | |
| Under Way, or Under Weigh | [160] |
| CHAPTER XVI. | |
| On Board of the La Motte | [171] |
| CHAPTER XVII. | |
| The Standing-Rigging of a Sloop | [181] |
| CHAPTER XVIII. | |
| The Running-Rigging of a Sloop | [193] |
| CHAPTER XIX. | |
| The Plan that was not Successful | [204] |
| CHAPTER XX. | |
| More Members of the Nautifelers Club | [215] |
| CHAPTER XXI. | |
| The Goldwing on the Starboard Tack | [225] |
| CHAPTER XXII. | |
| Something about Steering a Sail-Boat | [236] |
| CHAPTER XXIII. | |
| Operations in the Hold of the La Motte | [247] |
| CHAPTER XXIV. | |
| The Defenders of the Pirate-Schooner | [257] |
| CHAPTER XXV. | |
| A Selfish View of an Important Question | [267] |
| CHAPTER XXVI. | |
| "See, the Conquering Hero comes!" | [278] |
| CHAPTER XXVII. | |
| The Guests of the Institution | [287] |
| CHAPTER XXVIII. | |
| Stations for getting Under Way | [297] |
| CHAPTER XXIX. | |
| All of Dory's Class become Skippers | [308] |
| CHAPTER XXX. | |
| The Goldwing's Trip to Plattsburg | [318] |
READY ABOUT;
OR,
SAILING THE BOAT.
CHAPTER I.
MR. SPICKLES FROM THE METROPOLIS.
"I can't go on board now, Spickles," said Matt Randolph, in a very decided tone, and with an expression on his manly face which indicated that he did not wish to go, even if he could.
"What's the reason you can't?" demanded Spickles, evidently very much dissatisfied with the decision of the other.
"Because I have something else to do," added Matt. "I have to attend to my duties as closely here as though I were an officer in the navy, on sea-duty."
"What's the use of being tied up as though you were a prisoner at Sing Sing?" asked Spickles, his disgust apparent on his rather brutal face. "Your father is as rich as mud, and there is no need of your being kept in a strait-jacket."
"I am not kept in a strait-jacket," protested Matt, very warmly.