There! The wind's a little ahead, but it isn't bad.

Ah!" The last word came out in a great sigh of relief, and was followed by a chuckle which seemed to gurgle all the way up from Ham's boots.
"This is better than railroading," he said to Dabney, as they tacked into the long stretch where the inlet widened toward the bay.

"No pounding or jarring here.

Talk of your fashionable watering-places! Why, Dab, there ain't any thing else in the world prettier than that reach of water and the sand-island, with the ocean beyond it.

There's some ducks and some gulls.