evening. There were many sights new and strange to the children, and
they looked eagerly at each one. Then it grew dark, and it was decided
that the time had come for little folks to "turn in," and go to sleep.

Laddie, who with Russ and his father shared a room together, was looking
from the window of the stateroom, out into the dark night, when he
suddenly cried out:

"Oh, there's going to be a big thunder storm! I just saw the flash of
lightning!"

"Are you sure it was lightning?" asked Mr. Bunker with a smile. "I
didn't hear any thunder."

"There it is again!" cried Laddie, and this time a ray of bright, white
light shone in the window, full in Laddie's face.




CHAPTER IV

A MIX-UP


"That isn't lightning," said Russ, who had come to the window of the
stateroom to stand beside his brother and look out.

"'Tis, too!" insisted Laddie, as another flash came. "It's lightning,
and maybe it'll set our boat on fire, and then we can't go to Cousin