pleasant water. Don't you think so?"

Rose was looking over the rail now. She pointed.

"That doesn't look as though the water was warm," she cried. "See the
lumps of ice, Russ? It must be ice water. Where do you suppose the
summer seas are?"

"We are going to them," declared her brother with confidence. "Daddy
said so. He said we would go out to a place he called the Gulf Stream
and that the water would be warm there and the air would be warmer,
too."

"What do you think of that?" gasped Rose. "A stream in an ocean? I guess
he was joking."

"Oh, no, he wasn't. He said it real serious. He told Aunt Jo about it."

"But how can a stream--that means a river--be running in the ocean?
There wouldn't be any banks!" declared the doubtful Rose.

"Let's go and ask him about it," suggested Russ. "And we'll want to keep
on the lookout for that Gulf Stream too. I wouldn't want to go past it
without seeing it."

They were just about to hunt for Daddy Bunker in the crowd on deck when
Laddie came running to them. He was very much excited and he could
hardly speak when he reached his older brother and sister.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" gasped the smaller boy.