THE FISHERMAN’S BOY. 43

“The next morning, very early, he put
on his own clothes, which his father had
taken care to dry, and then went up on
deck. On looking over the side of the ship,
he found that his father had just finished
baling out his boat and getting ready to set
sail. The sky was clear, and the wind fair.
The sailors wanted to buy some more of his
fish, but the fisherman would not take any
pay for them. When he had given them as
much as they wanted, he thanked them for
taking such good care of him and Jock ; and
then, both getting into their boat, they put
off from the ship, and made sail for the
shore. They had a rapid run, and got into
the bay just after sunrise. ‘T’he tide was
going in, and that helped them on the faster ;
and just as the fisherman’s wife had got her
breakfast ready, and came to the door to see
if she could see any thing of them, she found
them, to her great joy, just fastening the
boat to old Lookout.”

Here Jonas paused, and, drawing up the
reins, began to drive the horse a little faster.
“Ts that all?” said Rollo.
“Yes,” said Jonas, “that is all.”