"It's a good thing no shark happened to be near," said Tom. "The
monster would certainly have had us at his mercy."
When they reached the wreck they found the stern well out of the
water. The _Golden Wave_ lay partly on her left side and it was a
comparatively easy matter to, gain the deck.
The masts were gone and there was a big hole in the bow, but otherwise
the craft had suffered little damage. Why she had not sunk was a
mystery until, later on, old Jerry discovered that some of the cargo,
consisting of flat cases, had got wedged into the break, thus cutting
off a large portion of the leak.
"We can anchor her without trouble," said the old sailor. "And perhaps
straighten her up too, so the deck won't be so slanty. Then she'll
be a reg'lar hotel for all hands."
"Let us go below and see how things are down there," said Dick, and
he at once led the way.
At that instant a loud sneeze reached their ears, causing Dick to
pause on the companion way. Looking into the cabin he saw a man
standing there, partly dressed.
"Captain Blossom!" he ejaculated. "Is it really you or your ghost?"
"Dick Rover!" cried the master of the schooner. "Then you weren't
drowned, after all?"
"No, captain. But--but how did you escape?"
"Is it really Captain Blossom?" came from Tom, and he rushed down
into the cabin, followed by old Jerry. All shook hands, and the face
of the captain showed his pleasure over the meeting.
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