so far as assistance from the shore 
is concerned; and, besides, they could make it uncomfortably warm for 
us from either bank." 
The force of this argument was apparent to all, and the Restless was 
soon anchored in the basin twenty feet from the shore, while her crew, 
none of whom felt very much like sleep just then, remained on the alert 
for the slightest suspicious sound. 
 
CHAPTER III. 
DIFFICULT NAVIGATION. 
THERE was sufficient light to enable the boys to see surrounding 
objects quite distinctly, and they kept their eyes fixed upon that portion 
of the canal lying in the immediate vicinity of the storehouse. 
Nearly an hour had passed, and Nat was beginning to think it might be 
as well for him to take "forty winks" or more while everything was 
quiet, when Harry whispered: 
"I can see one of the gang. He just came around from the corner of the 
building, and is now hidden by the deep shadow on this side." 
Even as he spoke the other two tramps appeared in view for an instant 
as they crept toward the bank of the basin in such a stealthy manner 
that there could be no doubt but that they meditated mischief. 
"There is a chance those fellows may be thinking of swimming across, 
with the belief it will be possible to get on board without our 
knowledge. Go aft, Harry, while I watch here, and Nat walks back and 
forth to make sure we're both attending to business."
After another long time of waiting, during which not a sound was heard, 
the tramps came out of cover, and walked down the towpath in the 
direction of New Brunswick. 
"I guess they've come to the conclusion that it is no use to try to catch 
us napping; but we won't run any risks. One shall sleep an hour while 
the other two watch; and by that means we'll be on duty only a couple 
of hours apiece. You take the first trick below, Nat, and Harry shall 
have the second." 
In the absence of any immediate danger it is not difficult for one to 
close his eyes in slumber after a hard day's work, and the cook did not 
waste many moments lying awake. 
From this time until sunrise the utmost vigilance was maintained, but 
there was no sign of the enemy. The tramps had disappeared; but since 
it was quite possible they might return with an increased force, the 
yachtsmen did not feel secure. 
After breakfast had been served the same rule was observed in regard 
to guard duty; and at no moment during the twenty-four long hours 
which followed was the Restless without two sentinels. 
"We've made what might be called a bad beginning," Nat said, as he 
awakened Phil a few moments before sunrise on Monday morning, 
"and if this thing comes from our having started on Friday morning, the 
sooner we turn around and try it over again, the more certain we'll be of 
ever seeing the St. Lawrence River." 
"We won't act quite so foolishly as that," Phil replied laughingly. "After 
the yacht is in the canal once more you set about getting breakfast, 
while Harry and I run the craft." 
"We may meet those very particular friends of ours who want to make 
the trip to New Brunswick." 
"If we do, both guns will be where we can use them, and I'll answer for 
it that no one gets on board without our full permission."
After this no delay in continuing the journey was made; it required 
fully half an hour's hard work to get the little craft out of the basin, and 
then as Nat set about cooking breakfast the Restless darted down the 
canal, as if rejoiced at having her liberty. 
Several times during a run of six miles did Harry fancy he saw their old 
enemies; but on each occasion the alarm proved to be without 
foundation, and after breakfast had been eaten in the standing room 
while Phil remained at the wheel, they congratulated themselves on 
having finally escaped from such unpleasant acquaintances. 
"We are getting so near the end of the canal, and there are so many 
boats around that they don't dare to make any -- Hello! who's that?" 
As he spoke he pointed toward the towpath, where a boy of seventeen 
or eighteen stood beckoning frantically for them to steer nearer the 
bank. 
"To judge by his clothes he must be a tramp, too," Harry said in a 
whisper. "Perhaps he's one of the gang we've been watching for, and is 
trying to get us in where the others can jump aboard." 
"They can't think we're such fools as to give them a chance to try that 
game, no matter how near they were to the path,"    
    
		
	
	
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