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The exhilaration of the sail caused the boys to forget Andy and his fears temporarily, and they watched the graceful craft threading her way in and out among the many vessels and steamers, now apparently about to be run down by some iron monster, and again threatening a saucy tug with a blow of her fore foot.

Captain Mansfield was standing near the helmsman, watching over the safety of his yacht, when the old darky approached him in the highest state of excitement.

“I’se done gone altered up my mind, captin, an’ carn’ go on dis yere cruise,” Andy cried, forgetting, in his terror, that he had no right to speak to the master of the schooner under such circumstances.

“Hold your tongue and go back to the galley! I’ll listen to you when we are outside.”

“I’se gwine ter be set ashore, sah.”

“You’re going to be thrown overboard, if you don’t stop that noise and get away from here,” was the stern reply, and, fearing present danger rather than that in the future, the steward beat an undignified retreat, but at the same time firmly resolved he would not allow himself to be carried to sea in the Day Dream.