IN THE CORAL COUNTRY. 29 



away, seemingly from out a long line of mist, 

 rose the tall tower of Loggerhead Light-house. 



All around the group, and far to the south, 

 stretched a line of foam that seemed to indicate 

 impassable reefs. 



Gradually the walls of the fortress came 

 more plainly into view ; the boys could distin- 

 guish the waves as they beat upon the coral 

 shores, and, running past Sand Key, the Tortu- 

 gas suddenly wore around and headed up the 

 narrow channel that led to the east of the fort. 



At a word from the captain the crew manned 

 the halyards and jib downhaul, the schooner was 

 luffed, and as she came up, away went the an- 

 chor, the mainsail came rattling down, and the 

 Tortugas lay snugly moored under the frowning 



