“And if that doesn’t happen, a bridge will go go down with us,” he said.
But nothing of the kind occurred, and finally the boys and their friends reached the coast, going to the boarding place they had engaged.
“And there’s the old Pacific!” exclaimed Joe, as he and Blake went down to the shore of the bay on which San Diego stands. “It isn’t very rough, however, and Mr. Ringold said he wanted tumbling waves as a background.”
“It gets rough at times, though,” remarked a fisherman. “Of course, if you want to see big waves you’ll have to go beyond this bay. It’s pretty well land-locked. Oh, yes, the old Pacific isn’t always as peaceful as her name.”
CHAPTER VII
AT THE LIGHTHOUSE
The two boys talked for some time with the old fisherman, and then Blake whispered to Joe:
“Why don’t you ask him where the lighthouse is where your father is supposed to be, and the best way of getting to it?”