"Not often, Miss. I generally keep out in the main channel, as I
haven't the time to run into any of the out-of-the-way places. But I
guess you'll like it all right."

"I am going to like it," the girl declared with enthusiasm. "And what
is more, I am going to do my best to make others like it, too. It will
be our home only for a while until daddy and the other men can look
around and choose places where they are to settle permanently. Mammy,
I believe, will be the hardest one to manage. She means well, and
makes all kinds of promises, though she is very forgetful. I must now
go and cheer her up."

An hour and a half later the _Polly_ left the channel and glided in
through a narrow opening between the first island and the mainland.
Captain Leavitt was at the wheel, for navigation here was difficult.
Jean was standing by his side, her eyes and face aglow with animation.

"What a wonderful and beautiful place this is!" she exclaimed. "Those
islands lying over there, and that long point running out into the
river make this a perfect harbour. Where do we land, captain?"

"Straight ahead, Miss, where those big pines stand the thickest," the
captain replied as he gave the wheel a rapid turn to the left. "Say, I
nearly struck that bar," he added. "I didn't know it ran out so far
from the island."

In less than a half hour the _Polly_ was brought up head to the wind,
and the anchor dropped. The small boat, which had been towed astern,
was brought into service, and the passengers taken ashore. It was a
snug cove where these exiles had determined for a time to make their