The Bluebird went slowly across the lake. The Bobbseys were in no
hurry, and they wanted to enjoy the pleasant weather. For three days
they sailed over the blue waters, and then Mr. Bobbsey told Captain
White to steer toward Lemby Creek.

"We'll go through the creek into Lake Romano," said the twins' father.
"That is a much larger lake. We'll spend most of our houseboat
vacation there. We will also visit the big waterfall."

"That will be lovely!" exclaimed Dorothy. Though she lived near the
sea, she also loved inland waters, such as rivers and lakes.

The houseboat moved so slowly, and was such a safe craft, that Bert
and Harry were allowed to steer at times, when Mr. Bobbsey or Captain
White stood near them in case of any danger. The two boy cousins had
taken turns steering, until the Bluebird was close to the place where
Lemby Creek emptied into Lake Metoka.

"You'd better let me take the steering wheel, now," said Mr. Bobbsey
to Bert. "There is a little current from the creek into the lake, and
we don't want to run ashore."

In a little while the houseboat was safely in the creek. This stream
of water was narrow, though it was deep enough to float the Bluebird
easily. The shores were so close, at times, that the tree branches
overhung the deck, and brushed the rails.

"I could almost jump ashore," said Harry.