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CHAPTER XIII
WE GAIN A SAILING-BOAT
I rose before day to go to the seaside, and look at our boat and raft. I gently descended the ladder without awaking the others. The dogs jumped about me, the cock and the hens flapped their wings and chuckled, and our goats shook their long beards as they browsed. I quickly roused and harnessed the ass, and the dogs followed. As I approached the shore I soon saw that the boat and raft had resisted the tide, though it had partially heaved them up. I got quickly on the raft, took a small loading, and returned to Falcon Stream in time for breakfast. And as no one appeared, though the sun was high above the horizon, I gave a shout as loud as a war-whoop, which awoke my wife.
' Really,' she cried, ' there must be a magic charm in the mattress you brought yesterday, that has lulled us into so sound a sleep J'
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