With the three barges, the advantage was on the side of the boats. They went ahead fast enough to keep the upper hand of the waves.
CHAPTER XIII. THE DISASTER TO THE SILVER MOON.
The stout students at the oars of the Marian drove the barge ahead, helped somewhat by the wind, so that the great billows seemed to have no effect upon her. In a few minutes she was in the midst of the heaviest of the waves. Sometimes she trembled and shook, but she did not yield sensibly to the power which was opposed to her.
"I think that is Tom Bissell's boat," said Paul Bristol, who was watching the craft in trouble very attentively. "When I went to see my sister in Westport, about a month ago, she was sewing a full moon into a blue flag."
"A full moon?" queried Dick.
"It was a round piece of white stuff, and it looked like a full moon."
"She has a burgee with a white circle on a blue ground," added Dick. "Then that must be Tom Bissell's boat?"
"She is a sloop as big as the Goldwing," continued Paul.