The spectators drew a long breath and exclaimed with delight.
Professor Wheeler sprang to his feet, camera in hand, and snapped
the "Ship of State" at least a dozen times. "Glory! What a head
of hair!" he muttered to himself.

The cortege approached the dock and those on shore thrilled with
a fearful realism as the swimmers reared up their heads and blew
jets of water out through their mouths and noses just like sea
horses. As the boat passed the dock the watchers with one accord
stood and sang "America," and kept on singing until it had
vanished from sight around the next cliff.

"Great!" cried Professor Bentley, applauding until he was red in
the face, "great!"

When the three girls came out on the beach after having changed
their fancy costumes they were met with another round of
applause. "That little pageant of yours," said Professor
Bentley, "was about the neatest thing I have ever seen. Was it
an original idea?"

The girls proudly replied that it was. "And not only original,"
added Nyoda, "but executed entirely without my help. The whole
program was a surprise to me."

"You don't say so," said Professor Bentley. "Well, all I can say
is you are a pretty clever lot of girls!"

Chapa had been busy for the last few minutes gathering driftwood
and getting a fire started. The girls had decided to cook dinner