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CHAPTER XIII.
Safe under a Lee 140

CHAPTER XIV.
Early in the Morning 150

CHAPTER XV.
The Strategy of the Chase 161

CHAPTER XVI.
A Grave Charge against the Skipper 172

CHAPTER XVII.
Dory Dornwood decides to "face the Music" 183

CHAPTER XVIII.
Dory locks his Passengers into the Cabin 194

CHAPTER XIX.
Pearl Hawlinshed resorts to Violence 205

CHAPTER XX.
Mr. Peppers finds the Tables turned 215

CHAPTER XXI.

Another Element in the Contest 226

CHAPTER XXII.
The Game among the Shallows 237

CHAPTER XXIII.
Headed off on Both Sides 247

CHAPTER XXIV.
Through varied Strife and Struggles 257

CHAPTER XXV.
Wind South-South-West blowing Fresh 268

CHAPTER XXVI.
Dory Dornwood manœuvres to escape 278

CHAPTER XXVII.
Dory makes a Harbor for the Night 289

CHAPTER XXVIII.
Terrible Intelligence from Home 300

CHAPTER XXIX.
Captain Gildrock has Decided Objections 310

CHAPTER XXX.
Captain Gildrock dilates upon his Notable Scheme 321

ALL ADRIFT;

OR,

THE GOLDWING CLUB.

CHAPTER I.

A GROWLING PASSENGER.

"Boy, I told you to bring me some pickles," said Major Billcord, a passenger on a Lake Champlain steamer, to a boy in a white jacket, who was doing duty as a waiter at dinner in the cabin.

"Yes, sir; and I brought them," replied Dory Dornwood, as he took the dish of pickles almost from under the passenger's nose, and placed it quite under his nose.

"No impudence to me, boy!" exclaimed Major Billcord, as he bestowed a savage glance at the young waiter.

"I beg your pardon, sir: I did not mean to be impudent," replied Dory meekly.

"Waiter, bring me a piece of roast beef rare. Now, mind, I want it rare," said the passenger sitting next to the major.

"Yes, sir; in a moment, sir," added Dory, to indicate that he heard the order.

"When I send you for any thing, you should put it where I can see it," added Major Billcord sternly.

"I thought I put the pickles where you could see them," answered Dory, as he started for the pantry to obtain the roast beef rare.

"Here, boy, stop!" called the major. "Where are you going now? Bring me the boiled onions, and I want them well done."

"Yes, sir," replied the waiter, as he darted after the onions, and returned with them in an instant; for he found the dish in another part of the table. "The boiled onions," he added, as he placed them beside the snappy passenger's plate, so that he should be sure to see them.

"Isn't it about time for my roast beef, waiter?" asked the next gentleman.

"In a moment, sir."

"These onions are not half done, boy!" exclaimed the major. "I told you to bring me onions well done, and not raw onions."

"I don't cook them, sir; and I brought such as I find on the table," pleaded Dory, as he started to fill the order of the next passenger.

"Here! come back, boy! I want boiled onions well done, and I don't want any impudence," snarled the major.

Dory brought another dish of onions, and placed them by the side of the gentleman's plate. He repeated the order of the next passenger to assure him that he had not forgotten it, and was in the act of rushing for it, when Major Billcord broke out again.

"These onions are no better than the others: they are not half cooked. Now go to the steward, and tell him I want boiled onions well done."

"Get my roast beef first," added the next passenger.

"Here, waiter! bring me a sidebone of chicken, some green pease, string-beans, pickled beets, boiled cabbage, a plate of macaroni, and any other vegetables you may happen to have; and don't be