"We're all right, now, fellows," sang out Giraffe, being the first to
recover, simply because he had more grit and determination than any of
the other three who had been knocked out by the motion of the craft in
the big seas.

"Yes, and our next job is to prowl around here some, before dark gets
us, so as to find the best anchorage," Thad remarked, as the boat crept
slowly along back of the point.

"Why, I should think any place here would answer," said Giraffe;
"because that wind from the southwest ain't going to get a whack at us
any longer."

"But who'll guarantee that the wind doesn't shift into the north during
the night, and have a full sweep at us here?" asked Thad. "No, we ought
to find out if there really is a little stream flowing into the lake
here; and if so the mouth of that same will afford us the safest place
to anchor, or tie up."

"I agree with you there, Thad," said Bumpus, weakly; but then the fact
that he took any sort of interest in what was going on announced plainly
enough that he must be recovering.

And the others had by this time reached their limit, for they
contributed no more to the fishes of Superior, but began to sit up, and
take notice of things. The recovery from seasickness is usually as
rapid as the coming of the trouble; given a firm foundation to stand
upon, and the sufferer soon forgets his agony, so that he can even
remember that food tastes good.