"Weston Bay," suggested Fred.
"Agreed!" answered a dozen members.
"And that mud-bank over there, where we got aground this morning, we will call Bunker's Shoal," continued Fred.
"I think not," said Mrs. Sedley. "That would be casting a reflection upon those boys."
"What shall we call it?"
"Black Shoal," replied Tony. "The mud on it, I know from personal experience, is very black."
"Black Shoal it is," replied Frank, directing the boat into the little bay.
The invitation of Mrs. Sedley was quite sufficient to induce Mrs. Weston to join the "exploring expedition;" and the committee that had been deputed to wait upon her soon returned, escorting her to the boat.
"Dear me! won't it tip over?" exclaimed the poor woman, when she had placed one foot in the boat.
"She is perfectly safe," replied Frank, assisting her to a seat.