“Go it, Spaniard, go it, Injun, go it, one, go it, tother,” muttered Shif’less Sol again.

“The Galleon” slowly passed by in the darkness.  The pink and red dots went out and the sound of the rifle fire died behind hem.  They could neither see nor hear anything more of the battle, and all were of the opinion that it would soon cease by a sort of mutual agreement of the contestants.

Paul once more turned the head of the boat toward the middle of the stream, and she swung gaily into the current, where her speed soon increased greatly.

“We can fix up our mast and hoist our sail now,” said Henry.  “Since there is nobody to look, it won’t hurt us to make speed for a while.”

It required some time and exertion to put the mast in place and then they unfurled the sail.  They were rather clumsy about it from lack of experience, but the tent cloth filled with the north wind, and “The Galleon” leaped forward in the water, her broad nose parting the stream swiftly, while the youthful hearts of Henry and Paul swelled with exultation.

Shif’less Sol drew in his oars and bestowed upon the sail a look of deep approval.

“That’s the most glorious sight that hez met the eyes o’ a tired man in a year,” he said.  “Blow, Mr. Wind, blow! an’ let me rest.”

The others also rested, but Sol and Henry put all their attention upon the boom and sail.  They did not intend to be wrecked by ignorance or any sudden flaw in the wind.  The breeze, however, was steady and strong, and “The Galleon” continued to move gallantly before it.

They sailed for three or four hours and during the latter part of the time they coasted along the western bank.  There they came to the mouth of a small river, thickly lined on both shores with gigantic trees.

“I think we’d better take down our sail and run up this,” said Henry.  “We can go back some distance and hide close to the bank.  The Spaniards of course will not dream of coming up it, and we can stay here until they go by.”

“A safe and pleasant haven as long as it is needed,” said Paul.

They took down the sail and pulled at least a mile up the little river.  There they tied close to the bank, and, happy over their success, sought sleep, all except the watch, the night passing without disturbance.

The day came, again unclouded and beautiful, and the five regarded it, the boat, and themselves with a great deal of satisfaction.

“I’m thinkin’ that our treasure ship, the gall-yun, ought to hev the most credit,” said Shif’less Sol.  “She brought us past all them warrin’ people in great style.  Without her we’d hev a hard time, follerin’ the Spaniards to New Or-lee-yuns.”

After breakfast they remained awhile in the boat, content to lie still and await events.  Everywhere around them was the deep forest, oak, hickory, chestnut, maple, elm, and all the other noble trees that flourish in the great valley.  Just above them was a low point in the hank of the little river and they could see that it was trodden by many feet.