She's hauled ter the nor'west now, and in an hour's time it will be clear." "I wonder if you boys can put us ashore," said Mr.Harkness, as the group walked aft to the captain's cabin; "I would be very grateful if you could.

It seems that it will be some time before the steamer is cleared, and I am anxious to make a train for the West." The boys agreed to land the ranchman and his son as soon as the fog cleared off, which, as the captain had prophesied, it did in about an hour's time.

The boys had spent the interim in exploring the ship and listening to Harry Harkness' tales of the ranch and the marvelous exploits of Silver Tip, the huge grizzly, who derived his name, it appeared, from a spot of white fur on his breast.

In fact, so fast did they get on, that by the time Harry and his father were called by Captain Hudgins to embark in the Flying Fish, the boys had become fast friends.
The run to the shore was made quickly and by landing the two travelers at a point above Hampton they were enabled to make a train that would land them in the city in time for dinner.

Mr.Harkness whiled away the trip by plying the boys with all sorts of questions about the Boy Scouts and seemed greatly interested in their answers.