"I suppose Uncle Silas will be put out over the boat being lost,"
said Letty thoughtfully, pulling Nelson and Albert out of the
captain's way as he started the engine. "He had just painted it
and the oarlocks were new this year. I wish I had made sure that
knot was tied."

"No use grieving over what's done and past," said Captain Jenks
wisely. "Meg, we're going to lose Dot overboard again, if she
isn't removed from that railing."

Sure enough, there was Dot half way over the railing, her small
sandals hooked around a cleat in an endeavor to keep her balance.
Just as Meg opened her mouth to call her, she turned.

"Ship ahoy!" she cried, trying to imitate Captain Jenk's most
nautical term.

"Starboard or port?" asked the captain gravely, though his eyes
twinkled.

The four little Blossoms had picked up several odds and ends of
navigation in the few weeks they had known the captain, but Dot
was too excited to remember what she had learned.

"It's right HERE" she shouted. "Oh, you'll run into it!"

"The rowboat! The rowboat!" cried Letty, dancing up and down. "Oh,
Captain Jenks, what do you think of that? It's Uncle Silas's boat
and the oar is in it, and our sweaters and everything!"