freshened all felt much better. Soon the Polly was bowling over the lake as speedily as when they had first started.
"Do you know what I think?" said Songbird, who stood at the stern looking toward the distant hills. "I think we are going to have more wind than we'll want before night."
"Do you think a big blow is coming?" questioned Fred.
"It looks that way to me. Do you see those dark clouds just beginning to show themselves yonder?"
"Well, I shan't mind a little blow," said Dick. "In fact, I think I'd rather like the excitement." And the others said the same.
They were still about two miles from the spot where they supposed the old house was located, when it suddenly grew darker and the breeze freshened greatly. Then came a puff of air that sent the Polly far over on her side.
"Hi! this won't do!" cried Fred, in alarm. "We don't want to upset!"
"Maybe we had better take in some sail," added Songbird nervously.
He had scarcely spoken when there came another puff of wind that made all cling fast to the deck to keep from being pitched overboard. The sky was now very dark, and there were a few flakes of snow in the air.
