Tom had to hop from one end
of the deck to the other on one foot, Sam had to stand on his head,
and recite "Mary had a Little Lamb," and Dick had to go to three of
the sailors and ask each if they would tie the ship to a post during
the night.
"I'll wager you are a merry crowd on land," .said Captain Fairleigh,
as he paused to watch the fun. "Takes me back to the time when I was
a boy," and he laughed heartily. Even the captain's wife was amused.
She was particularly fond of music, and loved to listen to the playing
and singing.
The days slipped by one after the other, until Captain Fairleigh
announced that forty-eight hours more ought to bring them in sight
of Diamond Head, a high hill at the entrance to Honolulu harbor.
But another storm was at hand, and that night the wind blew more
fiercely than ever. The Tacoma tossed and pitched to such a degree
that standing on the deck was next to impossible, and all of the boys
and the girls gathered in the cabin and held fast to the posts and
the stationary seats.
"It feels as if the steamer would roll clear over," said Sam. "Here
we go again!"
There was thunder and lightning, and soon a deluge of rain, fully as
heavy as that experienced while on board of the ill-fated Old Glory.
This continued all of the night, and in the morning the storm seemed
to grow worse instead of better.
"We are in a run of bad luck," said Dick. "I really believe we will
have all sorts of trouble before we get back to the United States.
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