S 'em smart." "My wife would certainly have been drowned without their help." "I daresay." "But where is the little fellow that commanded the boat?" asked Mr. Walker, scrutinizing the faces of the boys. "He has gone home, sir; he was wet and cold." "That is right; I am glad he has; I shall go and see him by and by. And these are the boys that brought the chaise ashore?" "Yes, sir," replied Little Paul. "This is Frank Sedley, the coxswain of the Zephyr." "Well, Master Sedley, I am under great obligations to you." "Not at all to me, sir. Tony Weston saved you. We only pulled the chaise ashore." "But you shall not be forgotten. The other boat is gone, you say?" "Yes, sir. Tony Weston is the coxswain of the Butterfly." "And a noble fellow he is, too. He will be a great man one of these days. It did my heart good to see how cool and collected he was; how skilfully he managed the boat, when it came down upon us like a race horse. He gave off his orders like a hero, and they were obeyed with a promptness and precision that would have been creditable to the crew of a man-of-war, after a three years' cruise. And then, when he ordered six of the boys to stay in the boat, and the rest to follow him into the water, it was really heroic. Over he went, with his crew after him, as though they had been so many ducks. And in the water, they worked with as much coolness and courage as though it had been their native element. I would give half my fortune to be the father of such a son." "I would give all of mine," added Farmer Leeds. "You don't know