The wind was now coming by fits and starts, and the sky looked anything but encouraging to the young airmen.
“We’re in for a nasty blow, Dave,” came from Hiram, anxiously.
“Looks that way.”
“It’s bad for that schooner.”
“So it is.”
“Do you think we can get help in time?”
“We’ve got to do it, Hiram. Think of those on board—maybe women and children as well as men!” and our hero shook his head sadly.
“It’s quite a run.”
“I know that as well as you do.”
“And to miss winning that prize——”