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But Doctor Corbin, the dear old chap, 

 did snore, and louder than ever, but he 

 was n't put out of the cabin as threat- 

 ened, for none of his companion sleepers 

 heard him. Their long day of good mer- 

 riment outdoors told gently upon them 

 at last, and they were rocked into that 

 sleep known only to those made tired by 

 natural exercise and good nature. 



The Captain never moved from the 

 moment he settled down after quieting 

 his noisy guests, and was not even heard 

 to breathe. He was soundly asleep the 

 minute he first settled himself comfort- 

 ably under the covers before Seth began 

 his yarn of possible shipwreck, and prob- 

 ably would not have awakened until 

 arising time in the early morning had not 

 the fretful Bradley aroused him. 



Little Adam lay snugly among the tar- 

 paulins in the decoy hole, with the bright 

 stars shining down full upon him, and the 

 soft, salty spray, made by the gale-driven 

 low-tide water breaking o'er the smart 



