They were
all confident, however, that they would complete the remainder of
their voyage successfully and in high spirits prepared to cast
off.
"Hi, Peewee!" called George. "Are you sure you have got all the
gasoline we need?"
"Yes, sir, I'm sure," laughed Fred. "That's one predicament I'm
never going to get caught in again. We may have something else go
wrong but we'll not run short of gasoline."
"I'm glad to hear it," said Grant soberly. "I noticed from the
sounds that came from your room last night that you weren't
sleeping very well again. I didn't know but you would be so tired
this morning that you would forget all about the Black Growler
and even the Go Ahead boys."
"That's all right," laughed Fred. "Do I look sleepy this
morning?"
"Not especially."
"Well, I'm not, whether I look so or not," retorted Fred. "If you
are all ready we'll start."
"We're all ready," answered the Go Ahead boys together and a
moment later the Black Growler was speeding on her way toward the
waters of the open lake.
"My, what a glorious day this is," exclaimed John when a little
later the motor-boat was fast leaving Oswego behind.
Indeed there was much to cause the young sailors to be
enthusiastic over the morning. The clear air, the morning
sunlight, the sparkling waters of the beautiful lake all combined
to produce an effect that was unlike any which the boys before
had experienced.
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