The Meadow-Brook Girls Afloat; Or, the Stormy Cruise of the Red Rover

wed her that Harriet was nowhere in sight. Jane did not dare to dive, knowing that the water

ed the heavy boat back a little. Harriet Burrell came to the surface, then made a feeble attempt to swim. Jane picked her

siderable water. Crazy Jane was working over her. It was but a few minutes before Harriet Burrell had wholly recovered fr

ll boat damage

hat came from," answered Jane. "You lie down here while

shook

water sailors we must learn

nodding with great emphasis. "Bu

ully wet

et many a time before we ge

chuckling. "Run along for another boat. I'll try to keep

t, where the latter had succeeded in pushing it and was doing her best to keep the craft from drifting back to the shore. Jane brought a rope with her that she had taken from a third boat. This she quickl

," cried Jane

oat alongside the pier. The girls made fast, then threw thems

f Crazy Jane and Harriet, had left the hotel, starting out for Johnson's dock on foot. The

dry clothes at once. You will both catch cold. You are too late for breakfast, too. What

the peculiar actions of Dee Dickinson, wondering if perchance he had anything to do with the casting adrift of their houseboat, Harriet had not told

irls were there to unload the automo

u girls go to town for breakfast,

out," returned Harriet. "I don't think it will take long. But, in

, and dainty chintz curtains were draped over each window. There were green shades hun

ke that they had bought of a boat owner. While in the village Jane also had paid for the damaged rowboat and arranged for another, as it wo

y offered attractive lounging places. The upper deck had some rough seats, made by the carpenter who had put up the awning. Then there were boxes for plants, in case the girls should wish to have flowers. But it was the interior of the cabin that was the

fore sitting down to the meal. Jane drove her car to town, leaving it at a garage, after which she walked back to the dock.

l find a place for herself. Say, I'm not going to try to

a of dragging out the "Red Rover" through that gathering of craft. Neither did Harriet Burrell. Jane was looking over the launches and their occupants as they c

e us a tow?"

o?" answered one of the

ay are y

the

n the lake?" she asked Harriet in a whisper. The la

nd tell you when you are

d be able to tow it. Jane and Harriet explained to their companions that they were to have a tow. Then the

erving the houseboat. The latter's upper deck held the girls, with the exception of Jane, who was at the helm to steer as soon as their craft had been turned abo

ing directions, Ha

u. That will be be

ver yo

ok

ller hard over. The girls were piled in a heap on the upper deck and it

ck instantly. Then she saw what had occurred. The "Red Rover" had t

ep off the lake!" raged the owner,

way, then you ought to get pushed off the

id a hand

Jane. It isn't well-bred

lling, each time rubbing off some red paint onto the white sides of the yacht. With each blotch of paint, so acquired, the anger of the owner of the yacht increased. It was for

unch that was unfortunate enough to be anchored within range of the "Red Rover's" tow line. Jane's steering was anything but skilful. She steered too much, not giving the boat half a chance to respond to one turn of the tiller, before she turned it the other way. But Harriet Burrell offered no

g to collide with two more small boats before finally coming to a stop. In the meantime, Harriet had hauled the drip

and let us give them some dry

put ashore here,"

trouble. Our boat doesn't seem to steer well. I don'

ault than the "Red Rover's." The young man, however, was inclined to grumble. Harriet put the wet girls ashore, where they were followed by their companion. The "Red Rover"

ther are you

sulted with

uch obliged," answered Harriet. The motor boat was instantly headed toward the cove

Harriet shouted to the boys to cast off. It was then that Miss Elting asked them to come aboard. The boy at the wheel said they would come some other time, that they were

the end of which had been tied the piece of broken poker fro

. Jane! Come help me put over t

d cleat that the carpenter had secured to the forward lower deck. The "Red Rover" dri

at the bottom of the lak

l," answered Harriet smilingly. "Now let's get supp

o shore?" questioned the guardian,

sons for wanting to be away fro

in the cove was to be a trying one for the Meadow-Brook Girls and another of those mysterious happening