q cod traps, storm and sunshine, roaring sea 

 and the sweet rest of snug harbors all alike 

 in seasoned indifference, whirled sharply and 

 f^i swept the sea with a glance like a needle 

 thrust. Joe the cook tumbled up from the 

 forecastle, his mouth open to take every- 

 thing in. 



" What 's that, boy ? " he demanded of the 

 skipper with the freedom of Newfoundland 

 fishermen ; but the skipper only shook his 

 head, and looked seaward whence the sound 

 had come. 



" Breakers on Brehaut Shoal," said the 

 man at the wheel doubtfully at last. " Air 

 in the ice caves," echoed Jack; but at the 

 word the low sound rumbled on our ears 

 again and we all knew instantly that it came 

 from some living creature. 



Noel the Indian pointed suddenly to wind- 

 H ward, where a hump of water separated itself 

 from the sea and swirled and bubbled like 

 soup in a pot. A huge whale broke the 

 surface ; something flashed beside it ; then 

 another surge and the whale was gone; but 

 the awful moan was in our ears again. On 



