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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Cruise of the Noah's Ark + +Author: David Cory + +Release Date: June 22, 2006 [EBook #18655] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE CRUISE OF THE NOAH'S ARK *** + + + + +Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<img src='images/illus-emc.jpg' width='400' alt='' title='' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="illus-001" id="illus-001"></a> +<img src='images/illus-cov.jpg' width='400' alt='' title='' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class="major" /> + +<table width="420" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="" border="1"> + <col style="width:80%;" /> + <tr> + <td align="center"> + <span style="font-size: 100%;"><br /><i>LITTLE JOURNEYS TO HAPPY LAND</i></span><br /> + <span style="font-size: 80%;"><i>(Trademark Registered)</i></span> + <hr style='width:50%' /> + <br /><br /> + <span style="font-size: 200%;">THE CRUISE</span><br /> + <span style="font-size: 160%;">OF THE</span><br /> + <span style="font-size: 200%;">NOAH'S ARK</span><br /><br /> + <span style="font-size: 120%;">By</span><br /> + <span style="font-size: 140%;">DAVID CORY</span><br /><br /> + <span style="font-size: 80%;">Author of</span><br/> + <span style="font-size: 100%;">The Little Jack Rabbit Series</span><br /><br /><br /> + <img src='images/illus-emb.png' width='130' alt='' title='' /><br/><br/> + <span style="font-size: 100%;"><i>Profusely Illustrated</i></span><br /><br /><br /> + <span style="font-size: 100%;"><i>GROSSET & DUNLAP</i></span><br /> + <span style="font-size: 80%;">PUBLISHERS NEW YORK</span><br /> + <hr style='width:50%' /> + <span style="font-size: 80%;">Made in the United States of America</span><br /><br /> + </td> + </tr> +</table> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="illus-002" id="illus-002"></a> +<img src='images/illus-fpc.jpg' width='300' alt='' title='' /><br /> +<span class='caption'>MR. JONAH LEAVES THE WHALE FOR THE ARK<br/><i>The Cruise of the Noah's Ark.</i> <i>Frontispiece</i></span> +</div> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<table width="400" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="" border="1"> + <tr> + <td> + <table width="230" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="" border="0"> + <tr> + <td> + <br/><i>LITTLE JOURNEYS TO<br/>HAPPY LAND</i><br/> + <span style="font-size: 75%">(Trademark Registered)</span><br /><br /></td></tr> + <tr><td align='left'>The Cruise of the Noah's Ark<br /> + The Magic Soap-Bubble<br /> + The Iceberg Express<br /><br /></td></tr> + <tr><td align='center'> + <span style="font-size: 75%">BY</span><br /> + DAVID CORY<br /><br /> + <span style="font-size: 75%">Author of</span><br /> + Little Jack Rabbit Series<br /> + <span style="font-size: 75%">(Trademark Registered)</span><br/><br/> + </td> + </tr> + </table> + </td> + </tr> +</table> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<p style='text-align:center'> +<span class="smcap">Copyright, 1922, by</span><br /> +GROSSET & DUNLAP<br /> +</p> +<hr class="major" /> + +<h2><a name="Contents" id="Contents"></a>Contents</h2> +<div class="smcap"> +<table border="0" width="500" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="Contents"> +<col style="width:80%;" /> +<col style="width:20%;" /> +<tr><td align="left">ALL ABOARD!</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r7636">3</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">COCK-A-DOODLE-DO</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r4762">17</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">THE CIRCUS</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r9393">31</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">THE MAJESTY OF THE LAW</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r4859">49</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">MAN OVERBOARD</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r9887">59</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">FIRE! FIRE!</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r2222">75</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">REPAIRS</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r6455">87</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">THE ICEBERG</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r4529">99</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">A THRILLING RESCUE</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r9102">111</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">A LEAK</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r3119">125</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">THE PICNIC</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r4040">135</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">THE STORM</td><td align="left"></td><td align="right"><a href="#r2080">143</a></td></tr> +</table> +</div> + +<hr class="full" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>Mr. Noah "shooed" the Hen aboard the Ark.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-003" id="illus-003"></a> +<img src='images/illus-003.jpg' alt='Mr. Noah "shooed" the Hen aboard the Ark.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="r7636" id="r7636">[Pg 3]</a></span> +<h2>ALL ABOARD!</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">A stands for Animal, Ant or Ape,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Quite different in spelling as well as in shape.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"Oh, dear!" sighed Marjorie, "I'm tired of writing in this old copy +book. What's the use of making the letters just like the copy, anyhow? +Mother doesn't. Her capitals are very different."</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">B stands for Bruin, Bee or Bug—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The Bee has a sting and the Bear has a hug!</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, dear!" sighed Marjorie again, while she rested her head on her arm +and looked over at the Noah's Ark.</p> + +<p>And then, all of a sudden, something very strange happened. Mr. Noah +came out of his little Ark and said, "You had better come with us, for +it is going to rain for 40 days and 40 nights, and goodness knows where +this nursery will be by the end of that time; probably floating about, +half full of water, in the apple orchard."</p> + +<p>"Do you really mean it?" asked Marjorie, gazing anxiously out of the +window at the rain which was falling in torrents.</p> + +<p>"I certainly do," replied Mr. Noah.</p> + +<p>And then Mrs. Noah poked her head out of a little window in the Ark. +"Listen to Mr. Noah, my dear, for he was certainly right the first time, +and why shouldn't he be now?"</p> + +<p>Mr. Noah smiled and walked across the table towards a little yellow hen. +"Shoo,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span> he cried, as the contrary fowl tried to dodge around a toy +automobile. "Shoo there. You know you can't swim like Mrs. Duck, so why +don't you have some sense and get aboard out of harm's way?"</p> + +<p>As he finished speaking, water began to pour over the windowsill, and +soon the nursery floor was ankle deep. Marjorie stood on a chair and, +climbing upon the table, walked over to the Ark. On her way she picked +up her rag doll, Maria Jane, and the little toy automobile.</p> + +<p>"Hurry, my dear," cried Mr. Noah, "here comes the water over the edge of +the table."</p> + +<p>As it was, Maria Jane was splashed a bit, and so was the automobile +before it was pushed through the narrow doorway, for the Ark was rolling +from side to side in rather a dangerous manner.</p> + +<p>"Make everything tight. Close the hatches and the portholes!" commanded<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span> +Capt. Noah (for now that they were actually afloat, this seemed the +proper title for him), and in a few minutes it was comfortable and snug +inside.</p> + +<p>And then, all of a sudden, a big wave carried them over the windowsill +and out into the garden. But it didn't look very much like the garden, +for only the tops of the rose bushes could be seen, and the roses rested +on the water like pond lilies. And then, away sailed the Ark, across the +garden, over the fence, down the road, until it reached an open space.</p> + +<p>"The ocean!" cried Mrs. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Nonsense!" exclaimed Marjorie, "I beg your pardon, Mrs. Noah, I mean +it's Uncle Spencer's meadow. Why, there's Tim! Let's save him!" And +Marjorie ran down to the lower floor of the Ark and commenced to +unfasten the door.</p> + +<p>"Careful, my dear," cried Capt. Noah. "What are you about?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, hurry, Captain," begged Marjorie, "Tim, Uncle Spencer's dog, is in +the water and I want to bring him aboard."</p> + +<p>"Here, mates, bring me a life line," shouted Capt. Noah, and in less +time than I can take to tell it the line was thrown to the little dog, +who managed to catch hold of it with his teeth just in time, for the Ark +was going at a tremendous rate of speed.</p> + +<p>"Don't haul in too fast," advised Capt. Noah, as his three sons began +pulling in the rope, "or he'll be drawn under the water and smothered +before we can get him aboard."</p> + +<p>At last, the little dog was landed safely on the deck. Everybody ran +away from him to avoid getting a shower bath as he shook himself again +and again.</p> + +<p>"Well, you've all proved to be brave lifesavers," said Mrs. Noah. "Now +I'll<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span> give him some warm milk and dry him by the kitchen fire, or he may +get a severe cold. Goodness knows what would happen if he gave it to the +other animals and they all got to sneezing and coughing at the same +time."</p> + +<p>And then the good woman took the little dog down into the hold of the +Ark, where the pantry and kitchen were, and he was soon fast asleep by +the stove, none the worse for his wetting.</p> + +<p>It was now time for supper, so Mrs. Noah busied herself preparing the +evening meal, while Capt. Noah and his three sons, Ham, Shem and +Japheth, fed the animals. This was not an easy matter, for each animal +had a different taste, and the fodder had to be carefully measured so as +to give each one enough and no more.</p> + +<p>The elephant ate almost a bale of hay<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span> for each meal, and the lion ate +about twenty large Delmonico steaks.</p> + +<p>"It's lucky we haven't a whale on board," said Capt. Noah, as he rolled +a bale of hay up to Mrs. Elephant, at the same time warning Ham not to +give the lion a sirloin steak by mistake.</p> + +<p>"You might feed the pigs, too," he added, wiping his forehead with a +red-bordered handkerchief. "They seem to like you, Ham. I guess they +consider you one of the family!"</p> + +<p>Marjorie thought the rabbits were very pretty, but just as she was about +to play a game of hide and go seek with them, the supper bell rang, and +as soon as the three Noah boys had washed their hands and combed their +hair they came to the table. Shem pulled out his mother's chair and Ham +politely helped Marjorie into hers.</p> + +<p>It was all very interesting to the little<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span> girl, and when Mrs. Noah +looked over at her and said, in a motherly way, "I always wanted a +little girl of my own," Marjorie felt quite at home.</p> + +<p>"Thank you, ma'am," she said, "but I think you have very nice boys!"</p> + +<p>After the supper table was cleared and the dishes washed, Mrs. Noah and +Marjorie went up on deck, where they found Capt. Noah contentedly +smoking his pipe. The three boys were having a merry time with the +little dog. The rain had stopped and the sky was full of stars.</p> + +<p>"I don't know how much of a rainfall we have had this time," said Capt. +Noah, "but it must have been pretty heavy, for there seems to be as much +water around as there was when it rained for 40 days and 40 nights."</p> + +<p>And then, all of a sudden, a harsh, grating noise was heard and +everybody jumped up. "Have we struck a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span> rock?" inquired Mrs. Noah +anxiously.</p> + +<p>"I don't know," answered Capt. Noah, peering over the side. "I can't see +bottom."</p> + +<p>Suddenly the Ark stopped altogether.</p> + +<p>"Guess we're aground now, all right," said Japheth. "It's too dark to +tell much about it, though."</p> + +<p>"No, it isn't!" cried a deep, gurgling voice, and their astonished eyes +saw the head of a whale rise above the bow.</p> + +<p>"I have a passenger for you," continued the whale. "He doesn't like his +present mode of travel, so I'm going to ship him over to you."</p> + +<p>"How do you know we want him?" inquired Capt. Noah, going forward to +investigate. "We have a pretty full house as things are. And, besides, +he might be a Jonah."</p> + +<p>"That's just who he is!" spouted the whale, with a gleeful gurgle, and +before<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span> any one could say "Jack Robinson!" Mr. Jonah appeared upon the +deck of the Ark, and with a swish of his great tail the whale +disappeared in the darkness.</p> + +<p>"Sorry if I am intruding," said Mr. Jonah apologetically, "but the truth +is it was so dark and uncomfortable inside that whale that I would have +had nervous prostration had I been obliged to remain there another +minute."</p> + +<p>"Well," said Mrs. Noah, slowly, looking Mr. Jonah over and seeing that +he wasn't such a bad looking person, after all, although a trifle damp, +"we'll see how we get along."</p> + +<p>By this time Marjorie began to feel tired.</p> + +<p>"Would you mind," she said, turning to Mrs. Noah, "if I went to bed? I +feel so sleepy, and it's long past Maria Jane's bedtime, I'm sure."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Come right along with me," answered Mrs. Noah kindly.</p> + +<p>"Good night, all," said Marjorie, following Mrs. Noah into the Ark.</p> + +<p>"You shall sleep in the room next to mine," said Mrs. Noah, turning to +the little girl with a smile as she led the way into a pretty bedroom. +"Would you like me to unfasten your dress for you?"</p> + +<p>"I think I can manage that," replied Marjorie, "but if you wouldn't +mind, I'd like to have you wait and tuck me in bed after I've said my +prayers. I can't very well tuck in the sheets at the side after I'm once +in."</p> + +<p>So good, kind, motherly Mrs. Noah tucked in the little girl and kissed +her good night, and in a few minutes she was fast asleep, with her arms +tightly clasped around her rag doll, Maria Jane.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>Ham is sent to the "brig" for chasing the pigs around the deck.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-004" id="illus-004"></a> +<img src='images/illus-017.jpg' alt='Ham is sent to the "brig" for chasing the pigs around the deck.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r4762" id="r4762"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span> +<h2>COCK-A-DOODLE-DO</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Cock-a-Doodle-Do,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">My Master's lost a shoe,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">But what's the use of an excuse</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">A rubber boot'll do."</span><br /> +</p> + + +<p>Marjorie leaped out of bed and ran over to the window to see where the +Ark had drifted during the night.</p> + +<p>To her surprise it was aground on the roof of a big barn.</p> + +<p>And, goodness me! Didn't the weathercock look handsome, with his gilt +feathers<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span> shining brightly in the rays of the morning sun as he turned +to and fro with every little change of wind.</p> + +<p>"Good morning," said Marjorie. "Isn't it a beautiful day?"</p> + +<p>"I don't feel sure about anything," replied the weathercock. "I used to +be a jolly weathercock, but now, with all this water around, I feel more +like a lighthouse."</p> + +<p>"Then why didn't you warn us off the reef—I mean the roof?" asked +Marjorie.</p> + +<p>"I did, but everybody was asleep and paid no attention to me."</p> + +<p>And just then the wind came in a sudden gust and the weathercock flew +around to face it.</p> + +<p>"Goodness," he cried, "I believe it's going to rain again."</p> + +<p>"Ahoy, there," shouted Capt. Noah from the deck below, "tell that gilt +rooster<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span> I'm going to shove off. If he wants to come aboard he'd better +be quick about it."</p> + +<p>"Would you like to come with us?" asked Marjorie. "I'd like to have you. +I once read about a very nice weathercock in 'Old Mother Goose.'"</p> + +<p>"Thank you, I think I will," replied the weathercock, hopping nimbly on +to the flagpole of the Ark. "I shall feel more at home here now that the +green meadows have turned into an ocean. A barn is no place for a +rooster when the water is above the hayloft."</p> + +<p>Marjorie had no time to answer, for just then the rain began to fall in +torrents, making it necessary to close the window.</p> + +<p>In a few minutes the Ark began to quiver and shake, and then, with a +loud grating noise it slipped off the ridge of the roof and once more +floated down the tide.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span></p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Good-by, red barn, with your loft of hay,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">We're off on a voyage to Far Away,"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>crowed the weathercock. And then Marjorie waved her hand from behind the +window pane and ran down to breakfast where in a few minutes the family +were all seated around the table.</p> + +<p>"What did you give the pigs for supper last night?" asked Capt. Noah, +looking at Ham suspiciously.</p> + +<p>"Why, father?" asked Ham, in a low voice.</p> + +<p>"Because they don't seem well this morning."</p> + +<p>"I gave them some green apples," said Ham.</p> + +<p>"W-e-l-l," replied Capt. Noah, "don't know as that should make them +ill?"</p> + +<p>"I chased them 'round the deck."</p> + +<p>"What in thunder did you do that for?" asked his father.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I wanted to see them slide when they turned the corners," said Ham, +sheepishly.</p> + +<p>"Perhaps they were seasick," interposed Mrs. Noah, who began to feel +sorry for Ham.</p> + +<p>"Perhaps they weren't," said Capt. Noah, sternly. "I think, young man, +you had better be locked up in the brig for the rest of the day and fed +on bread and water. We can't afford to have any passengers abused by the +crew," and then he turned to Marjorie and smiled, "even if one of the +crew happens to be the captain's son."</p> + +<p>And after that, poor Ham was solemnly marched up to the brig and locked +in, much to Marjorie's regret, for she liked Ham very much, although he +was the most mischievous of all Capt. Noah's sons.</p> + +<p>It was still raining heavily, and as the wind was blowing quite a gale +the sea became<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span> rough and the Ark began to roll from side to side.</p> + +<p>Pretty soon the animals grew uneasy, and strange noises came from many +parts of the boat.</p> + +<p>The roar of the tiger mingled with the trumpeting of the elephant and +the howling of the wolf made a dreadful discord with the bellowing of +the buffalo.</p> + +<p>Then the monkeys started to chatter, and the parrots to screech, the +horses to neigh and the pigs to squeak, the cows to moo and the donkeys +to bray, the wild hyena to laugh and the little lambs to bleat.</p> + +<p>But luckily toward evening the storm went down, and if it had not I +guess Mrs. Noah would have gone crazy.</p> + +<p>The dove, which was the most quiet and peaceful of all the passengers, +perched herself on Marjorie's shoulder.</p> + +<p>"You shall sleep in my cabin," said the little girl, stroking its glossy +neck. "I'm<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span> sure you'd never get a wink of sleep if you had to stay +below decks to-night."</p> + +<p>Toward evening the weather grew calm, and after supper the rain having +stopped, Marjorie went on deck for some fresh air. The weathercock, on +seeing the dove perched on the little girl's shoulder, called out +politely, "Good evening, ladies."</p> + +<p>"Aren't you glad it cleared off?" asked Marjorie, looking up with a +smile.</p> + +<p>"Indeed I am," he replied, swinging around on one toe like a dancer.</p> + +<p>"Isn't he graceful?" cooed the dove in Marjorie's ear.</p> + +<p>"S-s-sh!" she answered. "Don't let him hear you. He might get +conceited."</p> + +<p>"What are you talking about down there?" asked the weathercock.</p> + +<p>"Oh, nothing in particular," answered the dove. "I was just receiving a +little advice from Marjorie."</p> + +<p>"Well, you probably won't use it," said<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span> the weathercock. "So you might +just as well hand it over to me."</p> + +<p>"My, how curious you are!" laughed Marjorie.</p> + +<p>"You'd be, too," answered the weathercock, "if you were in the habit of +having the winds tell you each day what was going on. It's not so much +curiosity as habit."</p> + +<p>Just then Mrs. Noah called: "Marjorie, I think you'd better come in. +It's too damp outside, my dear."</p> + +<p>The cabin looked very cozy. Mrs. Noah was seated by the table knitting a +pair of socks for the captain, and the three boys were writing in their +copy books.</p> + +<p>"I think, my dear," said Mrs. Noah, kindly, "it would be a good thing +for you to do a little studying each day." So Marjorie seated herself at +the table and Mrs. Noah opened a writing book and laid it<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span> before her. +With a cry of surprise Marjorie turned to Mrs. Noah:</p> + +<p>"Why, it's the very copy book I have at home!"</p> + +<p><span style="margin-left: 2em;">"'A stands for Animal, Ant or Ape,</span><br/> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Quite different in spelling as well as in shape.'"</span></p> + + +<p>"The very same," cried Marjorie again.</p> + +<p>"See how well you can make the capital letters," suggested Mrs. Noah. +"If you fill in this book nicely you can take it home with you and show +your mother how well you employed your time aboard the Ark."</p> + +<p>"Oh, thank you," cried Marjorie. "That will be lovely. Mother is always +worrying about my handwriting. I shall try my best to improve."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Noah then turned to look in Ham's book.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span></p> + +<p>"That is not a very good 'C' you have just made," she said.</p> + +<p>"Well, you see," answered Ham, with a laugh, "the sea is so rough that +it made my 'C' rough, too."</p> + +<p>Everybody laughed at Ham's witty excuse.</p> + +<p>"What's all this levity about?" asked Capt. Noah, entering the cabin.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Coo!" said the little dove,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">"Coo!" said she,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"And they all lived together</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">In the big green tree."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"Hello!" exclaimed Capt. Noah, forgetting his own question, "the dove +spouting poetry, eh? Well, we'll have to give an entertainment. There +must be lots of talent on board. Plenty of material for a circus, +anyhow."</p> + +<p>"How jolly!" exclaimed Marjorie.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span> "I'll make a ring to-morrow," said +Japheth.</p> + +<p>"I've already trained one of the little pigs to walk on its hind legs," +said Ham. "It's the white one with the pink nose."</p> + +<p>"The elephant and I are great friends," added Shem. "I think he'd do +anything I asked him. Tonight when I rolled up his bale of hay, he +said, 'Hey, young man, look out for my toes!' And then he stood up on +top of the bale on his hind legs just as they do in the circus. I'll bet +I could make him do a lot of stunts."</p> + +<p>"Just you wait until you see my wrestling monkeys," cried Ham. "I've +taught two of them already. They'll be better than a moving picture +show."</p> + +<p>"My goodness, I think you have very clever boys," said Marjorie, who was +tickled to death to think they were going to have a circus.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span></p> + +<p>Mrs. Noah did not reply at once. I guess she was thinking it over.</p> + +<p>"Well, perhaps they are," she said by and by. "I never thought of it in +just that way. I'm afraid I've always thought them mischievous."</p> + +<p>"What time shall we have the circus?" asked Ham.</p> + +<p>"Not too soon after breakfast," said Capt. Noah. "I don't want any sick +animals aboard."</p> + +<p>"We'll be careful," said Japheth. "Let's go to bed now so as to wake up +bright and early to-morrow."</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>The Laughing Hyena had to be put to bed for fear she would laugh herself to death.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-005" id="illus-005"></a> +<img src='images/illus-031.jpg' alt='The Laughing Hyena had to be put to bed for fear she would laugh herself to death.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r9393" id="r9393"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span> +<h2>THE CIRCUS</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The ark goes sailing down the bay</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Upon the rushing tide;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And the circus will commence to-day</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">With the animals safe inside.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>This is the song the weathercock sang early the next morning.</p> + +<p>Marjorie rubbed her eyes, and then jumped out of bed and looked out of +the window.</p> + +<p>"Good morning," she said to the merry gilt rooster, "it's a fine day for +the circus. That was a pretty verse you just sang. Did you make it up?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, yes," said the weathercock proudly. "Just couldn't help it, you +know. The circus doesn't come to town every day in the week."</p> + +<p>Well, after that, Marjorie hurried down to the breakfast table, where +she found Mr. Jonah seated with the rest of the family.</p> + +<p>She had forgotten all about him, and so had I and maybe you have too, +for you see, Mr. Jonah hadn't been feeling very well and had remained in +his cabin since the day he'd left the whale.</p> + +<p>"It's certainly a relief to be once more at a breakfast table," he said. +"Traveling inside a whale is like sailing in a submarine. Although a +whale is supposed to be neutral, nevertheless, I was frightened to death +for fear we might be torpedoed!"</p> + +<p>"Yes, indeed," sighed Mrs. Noah, "these awful times one isn't safe +anywhere."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span></p> + +<p>"That's right," exclaimed Capt. Noah, "we must keep a sharp lookout. +There's no telling how soon we may be in the war zone, and I am +responsible for the safety of all my passengers!"</p> + +<p>And just then the Weathercock shouted something which sounded very much +like "Periscope!"</p> + +<p>Well, you can imagine how excited everybody was after that.</p> + +<p>"Where away?" asked Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Dead ahead," screamed the Weathercock.</p> + +<p>Instantly all eyes were turned in that direction.</p> + +<p>Some distance ahead stretched a long, smooth, sandy beach, on which was +a huge billboard with the words "Perry's Slope."</p> + +<p>"Bah!" exclaimed Capt. Noah, "Perry's Slope isn't 'Periscope.' Well, I'm +glad it isn't."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Are we going ashore?" asked Mr. Jonah.</p> + +<p>"Looks like it," answered Capt. Noah; "the ark is pointed for the beach. +Hope we don't bump too hard. Some of the animals might get hurt."</p> + +<p>The Ark was going at a fast clip, and as they neared the shore every one +clung tightly to the railing.</p> + +<p>"Hold fast," shouted the Weathercock, as the bow touched the beach.</p> + +<p>In another minute the Ark skimmed gracefully over the sand with as much +ease as it had sailed upon the ocean.</p> + +<p>"Wonderful boat you have," exclaimed Mr. Jonah, looking at Capt. Noah. +"Ought to be proud of her. She's a dandy."</p> + +<p>Before the latter had time to reply the Ark stopped, and everyone rushed +toward the gang-plank. "Let it down easily," commanded Capt. Noah, +"easy, there!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Why, the Ark's on wheels," cried Marjorie, as she stepped on the sandy +beach, "regular automobile wheels."</p> + +<p>"Well, I declare," exclaimed Mrs. Noah, "so it is."</p> + +<p>"Let's call it the 'Arkmobile,'" suggested Ham.</p> + +<p>"Just the thing," said Shem, "don't you think so, father?"</p> + +<p>Capt. Noah did not reply for a moment, for he was busily engaged +inspecting the bottom of the Ark.</p> + +<p>"I was looking to see if it were built to run on the land," he replied, +"or whether it just went this far on account of its momentum."</p> + +<p>"What's that noise?" asked Japheth.</p> + +<p>"Sounds like the engine of an automobile," answered Shem.</p> + +<p>"It's coming from the Ark," cried Ham.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span></p> + +<p>Capt. Noah hurriedly went below.</p> + +<p>Presently he returned, smiling with satisfaction.</p> + +<p>"There's a regular automobile engine in the hold, way aft," he said. +"And it's connected with a shaft, so that it will turn the wheels. We'll +have no difficulty in traveling on land."</p> + +<p>"Hurrah for the Arkmobile!" shouted Ham.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"On land or on sea,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Wherever we be,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The Arkmobile</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Is the thing for me,"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>sang Marjorie, skipping about on the sand.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Over sand, over foam,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Wherever we roam,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The Arkmobile</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Will carry us home,"</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span></p> + +<p>sang the Weathercock, and then he said: "I guess I'll come down from the +flagpole if you're going to camp here. If you're not, I'll stay where I +am, for it's a pretty good climb, and I'm not much of a sailor as yet."</p> + +<p>"Let's stay here and have the circus," said Ham. "We can make a splendid +ring in the sand—in fact, we can have three rings if we want to. All we +have to do, you know, is to throw up the sand in a circle."</p> + +<p>Every one agreed that it was an ideal spot, so the boys set to work at +once.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Noah made Marjorie a wonderful dress, covered with gold spangles.</p> + +<p>"I'm going to ride the big white horse just like a circus rider," cried +Marjorie. "And I shall stand up on the saddle and jump through my hoop. +Ham can hold it."</p> + +<p>"Of course I will," he cried, looking<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span> up from his work. "And I'll be +jolly glad when this ring is finished. I had no idea it would take so +long."</p> + +<p>"Hurrah! Mine's finished," cried Japheth.</p> + +<p>"And so's mine," shouted Shem.</p> + +<p>"Well, I think mine's the biggest of all," said Ham. "It must be, or I'd +have finished when you fellows did."</p> + +<p>"Father ought to put on his dress suit," said Shem, "and snap the whip +when Marjorie rides around the ring. You know just the way they do in +the real circus."</p> + +<p>"Great Scott!" exclaimed Capt. Noah, overhearing the remark as he +descended the gang-plank. "I didn't bargain for this. But I suppose I +might as well put it on," and he turned back into the Ark.</p> + +<p>The sound of hammering at that moment reached them. "What's going on?" +asked Ham.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Let's see," suggested Shem, but before they reached the gang-plank Mr. +Jonah appeared. On his legs were strapped a pair of stilts, which made +him at least eight feet high.</p> + +<p>"I'm going to be the giant," he said with a laugh, bumping down the +gang-plank in a clumsy manner. "I say, Mrs. Noah, could you sew the legs +of an old pair of trousers on to mine, so the stilts won't show?"</p> + +<p>"Of course I can," replied Mrs. Noah, bursting into laughter. "But I'm +afraid they won't match."</p> + +<p>In due course of time Marjorie's circus dress was finished and the +giant's trousers lengthened, the upper part being blue and the lower +part gray, but perfectly satisfactory to the wearer.</p> + +<p>Every one was now waiting impatiently for Capt. Noah when, suddenly, his +head<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span> appeared at one of the port holes. "Mother," he called, "where are +my white dress ties? I can't find them anywhere."</p> + +<p>So Mrs. Noah laid down her work basket and went into the Ark to find +them. And in a few minutes Capt. Noah appeared in full dress, his silk +hat upon his head and a long whip in his hand.</p> + +<p>As he came down the plank, Japheth led out the big white horse, and +after helping Marjorie to mount, led him into the center ring.</p> + +<p>Shem then opened the big door in the Ark and all the animals solemnly +marched out and arranged themselves about the rings.</p> + +<p>Next came Ham, leading his two wrestling monkeys and after him came Shem +with his elephant.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span></p> + + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 300px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span> +<a name="illus-006" id="illus-006"></a> +<img src='images/illus-041.jpg' alt='THE CIRCUS—MR. NOAH AS RINGMASTER' title='' /><br /> +<span class='caption'>THE CIRCUS—MR. NOAH AS RINGMASTER</span> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span>Mr. Jonah, towering above the heads of the tallest animals, including +the giraffe, announced that the circus would commence.</p> + +<p>"Ladies and gentlemen," he began, "allow me to introduce to you the most +wonderful child rider in the world, Marjorie Hall, on her beautiful +white horse, Marshmallow. Marjorie, without doubt, is the most daring +bareback rider in the universe."</p> + +<p>There was a great clapping of hands, hoofs and paws at this +announcement, for she had become a great favorite with the Noah's Ark +people.</p> + +<p>"Ladies and gentlemen," went on Mr. Noah, "you see before you in Ring +No. 2 the most famous wrestlers of the world, Jocko and Monko. In Ring +No. 3 is the largest elephant in existence."</p> + +<p>While all this was going on the Noah boys had run into the Ark.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span></p> + +<p>Presently they returned, dressed up as clowns, and then the fun +commenced.</p> + +<p>Ham held up a hoop, which he had carefully covered with tissue paper, +and to Mrs. Noah's amazement Marjorie leaped through it as if she had +been a circus bareback rider all her life.</p> + +<p>The boys performed marvelous feats of tumbling and jumping, and were so +funny that half of the animals nearly split their sides with laughing.</p> + +<p>The laughing hyena had to be carried into the Ark and put to bed for +fear she would laugh herself to death.</p> + +<p>"Well, well," exclaimed Mrs. Noah, when it was all over, "I certainly +never enjoyed the circus so much in all my life, not even when I was a +little girl."</p> + +<p>And that night every one slept like a top, let me tell you, for each one +was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span> tired out with the day's work. Even the weathercock, I think, +tucked his head under his gilt wings and snored!</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>The Megaphone made Captain Noah as mad as a hornet.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-007" id="illus-007"></a> +<img src='images/illus-049.jpg' alt='The Megaphone made Captain Noah as mad as a hornet.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r4859" id="r4859"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span> +<h2>THE MAJESTY OF THE LAW</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Wake up! Wake up! We're off again,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Over hill and over plain!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The Arkmobile on sea or land</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Can sail away at our command."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Again the Weathercock awoke little Marjorie, on board the Noah's Ark, +where we left her in the last chapter, you remember.</p> + +<p>It was the morning after the circus, and she probably would have slept +much later had not the faithful bird, as usual, sung his bit of verse.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span></p> + +<p>You see this wonderful Weathercock was just like an alarm clock.</p> + +<p>"Where's the ocean?" asked Marjorie, looking out of the window. "Why, +we're traveling on land!"</p> + +<p>"Of course we are," answered the Weathercock. "Didn't you see the wheels +on the bottom of the Ark yesterday?"</p> + +<p>"So I did," admitted Marjorie. "I'd forgotten all about them."</p> + +<p>"Well, how did you like my poetry? You see, I make up a new verse every +morning, so as to be sure to wake you up."</p> + +<p>"I think you are a great poet," answered the little girl.</p> + +<p>The Weathercock got very red in the gills. I guess that's the only way +he could blush.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">So let the rain or sunshine come,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Across the land, we'll swiftly hum,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">We are prepared for rain or shine,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">For dusty road or foamy brine.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Hurrah!" shouted the Elephant from down below. "Bravo, Sir +Chanticleer!"</p> + +<p>"You'll have to excuse me now," said Marjorie to the Weathercock, "for I +must pull on my shoes and stockings and brush my hair. You don't have to +bother about such things, you know. That's one advantage of being a +weathercock."</p> + +<p>After breakfast, as they all sat in the cabin, Capt. Noah remarked: "I'm +getting a trifle worried. You see, I can't tell by the barometer whether +the Ark is floating or wheeling. Now, that is rather important. If we +keep on in this way I shall have to get a speedometer. It wouldn't be +very nice to be arrested for breaking the speed laws and be locked up in +jail."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Noah turned pale and the Weathercock<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span> shifted about uneasily on the +top of the flagpole. "No, indeed," he said, "I don't want to be a +jailbird."</p> + +<p>"Well, what's the best thing to do?" asked Mrs. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Count the telegraph poles as we go along," suggested Ham. "I think +there are about thirty to a mile, and see how long it takes to pass +them."</p> + +<p>"That's a good idea," said Mr. Jonah, but when they looked out of the +portholes they couldn't find any telegraph poles.</p> + +<p>And just then, all of a sudden, a pistol shot rang out clear and loud.</p> + +<p>The Arkmobile came to a sudden stop, and a voice outside was heard to +exclaim:</p> + +<p>"Where's the chauffeur?"</p> + +<p>Capt. Noah rushed up on deck, followed by his family, Mr. Jonah and +Marjorie.</p> + +<p>"What's the matter?" asked Capt. Noah, looking about to find the owner +of the voice.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, that's what they all say!" came the reply. "You know jolly well +what's the matter!"</p> + +<p>"Who are you, and where are you?" asked Capt. Noah, vainly trying to +find this remarkable person, who seemed to be nothing but a voice.</p> + +<p>"Who am I? You'll find out pretty quick. Where am I? You'd better find +that out even quicker!"</p> + +<p>Looking up to the Weathercock, Capt. Noah shouted: "Ahoy, there, +Lookout! Who's delaying us?"</p> + +<p>"The Majesty of the Law," came the answering voice again—this time so +distinctly that every one turned in the direction from which it came, +and then a huge megaphone on the top of a post repeated: "The Majesty of +the Law!"</p> + +<p>"Well, I'll be blowed!" exclaimed Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"You have exceeded the speed limit,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span> said the Megaphone, "and you are +fined $15!"</p> + +<p>"Oh!" interposed Mrs. Noah. "I'm sure you must be mistaken. I'm sure we +were not exceeding it $15 worth."</p> + +<p>"So am I!" added Mr. Jonah. "In fact, I didn't think we were exceeding +anything. We were just rolling along, don't you know, quite +comfortably."</p> + +<p>"Well, suppose I haven't the money with me?" asked Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Fifteen days in jail," answered the Megaphone.</p> + +<p>"Mercy!" cried Mrs. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Don't worry," whispered Capt. Noah. "I'll borrow the money from Mr. +Jonah."</p> + +<p>Mr. Jonah was very obliging and lent the money, saying he had had no +chance to spend a cent while he was aboard the whale.</p> + +<p>"Now, where shall I put the money?" asked Capt. Noah.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span></p> + +<p>"In the little box back of me," replied the Megaphone. And as soon as +the money was dropped in the Megaphone shouted: "The prisoner is +discharged!"</p> + +<p>"Prisoner!" shouted Capt. Noah, as mad as a hornet. "How dare you call +me a prisoner!"</p> + +<p>But before he had time to say another word the Arkmobile started off and +the Megaphone was left behind.</p> + +<p>"Jehosaphat!" exclaimed Capt. Noah, wiping the perspiration from his +forehead with his red bordered handkerchief. "Bad enough to be robbed of +$15, but to be called a 'prisoner'—well, that does make me angry."</p> + +<p>"Never mind, my dear," said Mrs. Noah, soothingly. "All's well that ends +well. Just think, if we hadn't been able to borrow that $15, we'd have +spent fifteen days in jail!"</p> + +<p>And then, all of a sudden the Weathercock<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span> shouted: "Everybody in the +cabin! Water dead ahead!"</p> + +<p>My goodness me! you should have seen the animals pull their heads in +through the portholes. Poor Mrs. Giraffe didn't get hers inside in time +and her bonnet got soaking wet, for as soon as the Ark struck the water +the spray flew here and there and everywhere and the deck was flooded +ankle deep.</p> + +<p>But the Ark was a sturdy craft, and as soon as it once more felt the +ocean beneath it, rode the waves as gracefully as a swan.</p> + +<p>"I guess we won't be fined for speeding now," laughed Marjorie, and in +the next chapter you shall hear what further adventures she had aboard +this wonderful Noah's Ark.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 300px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>The Weathercock called out that he could see the little red Ant on the life-preserver.</span> +<hr style='width:300px' /> +<a name="illus-008" id="illus-008"></a> +<img src='images/illus-059.jpg' alt='The Weathercock called out that he could see the little red Ant on the life-preserver.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r9887" id="r9887"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span> +<h2>MAN OVERBOARD</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Wake up! Wake up! and sing your song</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">As we roll merrily along.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Above the meadow sings the lark,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">So let us sing aboard the Ark.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"There goes the Weathercock," cooed the Dove, flying over to the +porthole and looking out over the bright blue ocean.</p> + +<p>"Tell him I'll get up in a minute," yawned Marjorie.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span></p> + +<p>So the Dove, who slept in Marjorie's cabin in a pretty gilt cage, spoke +to the Weathercock, after which she commenced to sing:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">There's a robin in the woodland,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">There's a robin in the sea,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">But they are just as different</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">As different can be.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The one that's in the forest</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Has feathers and a tail;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The one that's in the ocean</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Has a scaly coat of mail.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The robin in the forest</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Could never take a swim;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The robin of the ocean</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Could never fly or skim</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Across a grassy meadow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Nor fly up in a tree.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">But he can do all kinds of stunts</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Within the deep blue sea.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Where did you learn all that?" asked Marjorie, pulling on her +stockings.</p> + +<p>"Listen; there's another verse and maybe two or three," cooed the Dove, +and then she began to sing again:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The robin of the woodland</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Has a pretty crimson vest;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">He sings a merry, blithesome song</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">And builds a cozy nest.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The robin of the ocean</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Has fins that look like wings.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">He doesn't build a nest at all,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">He grunts, but never sings.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Yet both of them are robins,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">As some of us have heard—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Although the ocean one's a fish,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">The woodland one's a bird.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"Cock-a-doodle-do!" crowed the Weathercock, as the Dove finished her +song.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Hurrah for you! You are the poet of the Ark."</p> + +<p>"Oh, no!" replied the modest little Dove. "That is not my own. My mother +taught me that song when I was a Dovelet."</p> + +<p>"Is that so?" said the Weathercock, and he gave a sigh of relief, for I +guess he wanted to be the only poet on board the Ark and sing his little +songs every morning just as he had always done.</p> + +<p>By this time Marjorie was dressed and, taking the Dove on her shoulder, +went down to the diningroom. As usual, the Noah boys were on hand with +great and glorious appetites.</p> + +<p>"How are the animals this morning?" inquired Capt. Noah, helping himself +to a big saucer of oatmeal.</p> + +<p>"Pretty well," answered Japheth.</p> + +<p>"Some of the insects are getting restless," said Ham.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I should say so," exclaimed Mrs. Noah. "Here's that big red Ant in the +sugar bowl."</p> + +<p>"Catch him," cried Shem, "we ought to put him back where he belongs."'</p> + +<p>But the Ant all of a sudden crawled out of the sugar bowl and ran down +the leg of the table and out on deck.</p> + +<p>"There he goes!" shouted Marjorie.</p> + +<p>"Quick, or he'll get away!" cried Capt. Noah. "I can't afford to lose a +single passenger!" Instantly the boys darted after the fleeing insect, +but just as they were about to snatch him up from the deck a wave washed +him overboard.</p> + +<p>"Man overboard!" shouted the Weathercock.</p> + +<p>And, my goodness! What a commotion there was after that! All the animals +rushed up on deck to see who had fallen into the ocean.</p> + +<p>"Throw him a life-preserver!" yelled<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span> Mr. Jonah, and in a second Ham +unfastened a large "horsecollar" life-preserver and tossed it into the +ocean.</p> + +<p>"Suppose he can't reach it," said the elephant. "I guess I'd better jump +in and save him," and overboard went the big animal with a loud splash.</p> + +<p>"Where is he?" asked the Elephant, after looking around in vain for the +Ant. "I can't see him!"</p> + +<p>And no wonder, for the sea was rough, and it was no easy matter to find +so small a passenger.</p> + +<p>"Get my telescope!" yelled Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"I think it's in my workbasket," said Mrs. Noah to Ham, who started at +once to obey his father's command. "If it isn't it may be in your +toolchest. I think you had it the other day when you were going to make +an anti-aircraft gun out of it for your toy army."</p> + +<p>"That's where I found it," said Ham,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span> a minute later, appearing +breathless with the telescope.</p> + +<p>"Where abouts?" screamed the Elephant, who was now some distance from +the Ark.</p> + +<p>"Wait a minute, can't you?" yelled Capt. Noah. "I've got to adjust the +thing. These boys have been meddling with it!"</p> + +<p>When this was finally done, Capt. Noah swept the sea with his glass, but +in vain; the form of the poor Ant was nowhere to be seen.</p> + +<p>"Shiver my timbers!" said Capt. Noah, under his breath. "What will +happen to me if I lose a passenger?"</p> + +<p>"Hurry up!" gasped the Elephant, now thoroughly worn out by the +buffeting of the waves. "Hurry up, I'm most in."</p> + +<p>"Well, we'll have to get you out, then," answered Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Swim around to the port side," said Ham; "we'll hoist you up by the +davits."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I hate to give up looking for the Ant," said the Elephant, as he +slipped the ropes under his big body.</p> + +<p>And then, after much tugging and hauling away on the ropes he was lifted +up even with the deck. But beyond this it was impossible to do anything. +The davits refused to swing in, being hindered by the immense size of +the animal.</p> + +<p>"Put your trunk on the deck," suggested Mr. Jonah. "That will make you +weigh less, and perhaps we can roll you over the edge."</p> + +<p>"Yes, that's a good idea," said Shem. "Put your baggage aboard first."</p> + +<p>"This is no time for joking——We have lost one passenger and are in +danger of losing another. It will look very strange to lose the largest +and the smallest on the same day," said poor Capt. Noah, despairingly.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span></p> + + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 300px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span> +<a name="illus-009" id="illus-009"></a> +<img src='images/illus-067.jpg' alt='MR. ELEPHANT HAS TROUBLE GETTING ABOARD' title='' /><br /> +<span class='caption'>MR. ELEPHANT HAS TROUBLE GETTING ABOARD</span> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span>Well, just then, Mrs. Elephant came up from the hold. She had overslept +herself, and had only now heard the commotion on deck. On seeing her +mate swinging from the davits she set up a loud trumpeting.</p> + +<p>"Goodness, gracious, Ella!" said the Elephant. "Don't carry on like +that. Screaming won't get me out. Get hold of me and help pull."</p> + +<p>This was good advice, and pretty soon Mr. Elephant was landed safely on +board the Ark.</p> + +<p>Just then the Weathercock called out that he could see the little red +Ant on the life-preserver.</p> + +<p>"Thank goodness!" exclaimed Capt. Noah, and the Ark was turned in the +direction pointed out by the faithful lookout. Then Mr. Jonah leaned +over and pulled in the life-preserver as the Ark slowly came alongside, +and just in the nick of time, for the poor Ant was nearly dead.</p> + +<p>"Give him to me," said Mrs. Noah. "A<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span> little Jamaica ginger and a warm +blanket will bring him 'round, I guess."</p> + +<p>"Well, well!" exclaimed Capt. Noah, as the motherly form of Mrs. Noah +disappeared down the companionway. "This has been an exciting forenoon," +and then he wiped his forehead with his red bordered handkerchief and +looked about him. "All you animals go below deck!" he commanded, "or +else we'll have somebody else overboard."</p> + +<p>So Mrs. Elephant led Mr. Elephant, who was wet to the skin and shivering +with the cold, down to the hold, where she put him to bed with a hot +water bag at his feet and a woolen night cap on his head.</p> + +<p>"Are you going to put this down in your log book?" asked Marjorie. "I +think it will make a very interesting story and I've heard from old +sailors that they always put down everything that happens in the log +book."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Of course I will," answered Capt. Noah. "Bring me the log book, +Japheth. You haven't done anything this morning. Suppose you jot it +down. I declare, I'm all tuckered out with excitement and worry."</p> + +<p>"You'd better lie down and rest, father," said Mrs. Noah, coming up on +deck. "I have the Ant very comfortable now, and I feel sure he will +recover in a short time."</p> + +<p>So Capt. Noah went below to rest, and the little Dove perched herself on +Marjorie's shoulder and watched Capt. Noah's son write in the log book. +And what do you suppose he wrote? Well, it was something like this, for +the little Dove told me afterwards:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The little red Ant fell into the sea,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">But, oh, dear you, and oh, dear me!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And then the Elephant with a shout</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Jumped in and tried to pull him out.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">But he wasn't saved by the Elephant;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">It was Mr. Jonah who saved the Ant.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span></p> + +<p>And in the next chapter I'll tell you more about Marjorie on board the +Ark.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>The Whale put out the fire, but he nearly sank the Ark.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-010" id="illus-010"></a> +<img src='images/illus-075.jpg' alt='The Whale put out the fire, but he nearly sank the Ark.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r2222" id="r2222"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span> +<h2>FIRE! FIRE!</h2> +</div> + +<p>"Fire! Fire! Fire!"</p> + +<p>Marjorie awoke with a start. The Weathercock was again sounding the +warning, "Fire! Fire! Fire!"</p> + +<p>"Where?" cried Marjorie, looking out of the porthole at the excited +Weathercock and then down to the deck, where at that moment Capt. Noah +and his sons appeared, each armed with a pail.</p> + +<p>The fire evidently was at the forward end of the Ark, for Noah and his +crew ran in that direction.</p> + +<p>It took Marjorie but a few minutes to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span> dress, and just as she reached +the deck, Mr. Jonah appeared.</p> + +<p>"This is a poor way to put out a fire," he said, as he tossed the water +from his pail down the hatchway, from which was rising a thick cloud of +smoke. "We need a hose and a pump."</p> + +<p>"Hurry up, Jonah!" commanded Capt. Noah. "This fire is getting too much +headway to suit me. I'm afraid the animals will be roasted if we don't +put it out pretty soon!"</p> + +<p>As he finished speaking the Elephant rushed on deck and, leaning over +the side of the Ark, filled his trunk with water, which he immediately +squirted over himself. And then Mrs. Elephant did the same.</p> + +<p>"I was never so warm before," she remarked; "not even in India. If I had +stayed another minute below deck I would have been scarred for life!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span></p> + +<p>By this time the deck was crowded. Some of the animals were nearly +frightened to death; some were choking with the smoke, while others were +filling the air with noises of all kinds. It was as if pandemonium were +let loose.</p> + +<p>Those animals which could climb were soon scrambling to the roof of the +Ark, where they sat on or clung desperately to the ridgepole.</p> + +<p>The deck grew hotter and hotter, and it was necessary for every one to +dance about in order to keep his feet from blistering.</p> + +<p>"Holy sufferin' mackerel!" exclaimed Capt. Noah, now realizing the +seriousness of the situation. "Are we to be burned at sea?"</p> + +<p>"Get the Elephants to squirt water down the hold," suggested Ham.</p> + +<p>"Get busy," said Capt. Noah to the Elephants. "Your trunks are nearly as +good as hose. Why don't you help us?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span></p> + +<p>"What do you say, Ella?" said the Elephant. "If we don't we may have to +swim later."</p> + +<p>Without answering, she went forward and commenced drawing up the salt +water in her trunk and then sending it in a swift stream down into the +hold. The fire, however, was gaining fast, and in spite of the efforts +of the Elephants and the crew the danger increased to an alarming +extent, and at last the flames leaped forth and crawled over the deck.</p> + +<p>The animals howled and rushed to the stern of the Ark, which raised the +bow high in the air, and thus added to the danger.</p> + +<p>"If it would only rain!" said Mrs. Noah, who sat on a coil of rope, her +sealskin coat on her arm and her jewel box in her hand.</p> + +<p>"If it would only rain! This can't be<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span> the forty-first day, can it? +Time does go so fast."</p> + +<p>Well, I guess something terrible would have happened if just then all of +a sudden the Weathercock hadn't seen the Whale, who had landed Mr. Jonah +aboard, some two or three chapters ago.</p> + +<p>"There's the Whale!" shouted the Weathercock. "See him spout!"</p> + +<p>"Run up a signal of distress!" commanded Capt. Noah. "He might save Mr. +Jonah for old times' sake!"</p> + +<p>"If he'd only get up close and spout water over the Ark, he'd put out +the fire pretty quick," said Ham.</p> + +<p>"Good idea," said Capt. Noah. "Ship ahoy!" yelled Mr. Jonah, waving his +red bandanna handkerchief in the air. "Ahoy! Ahoy!"</p> + +<p>Then the Whale stopped spouting and made for the Ark.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span></p> + +<p>"He's coming! He's coming!" shouted the Weathercock.</p> + +<p>"Don't stop squirting water," said Capt. Noah to the Elephants.</p> + +<p>"On with the pail brigade!" screamed Ham. And then the monkeys slid down +from the roof and grabbed hold of the pails and threw water down the +hold. But still the cruel flames crept nearer and nearer.</p> + +<p>"Oh, dear!" sighed Mrs. Noah. "I'm afraid my sealskin coat will get +singed, and after all the trouble I've had putting it up in camphor."</p> + +<p>And then, all of a sudden, a tremendous stream of water fell upon the +Ark, soaking every one to the skin. And soon the deck was a river, and +the steam that came out of the hold almost suffocated everybody.</p> + +<p>"Goodness me!" screamed Mrs. Noah. "We'll be swamped!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Hold on, there," shouted Capt. Noah, leaning over the side of the Ark, +where the Whale lay like a fire patrol boat in action. "Hold on! Turn +off the hose, or you'll drown us!"</p> + +<p>So the good-natured Whale shut off the water, while Capt. Noah added: "A +Turkish bath has nothing on this!"</p> + +<p>"It was awfully kind of you to come to our rescue," said Mrs. Noah, +smiling sweetly at the Whale as she leaned over the railing.</p> + +<p>"Well, if you hadn't come just when you did," said Capt. Noah, "I guess +we'd all have gone down to Davey Jones' locker."</p> + +<p>"Don't mention it," said the Whale. "Glad to have been able to do you a +little favor. You see," he added in a low voice, "Mr. Jonah was never +satisfied when he was my guest. He was always complaining about the +dampness. So when you<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span> came along and I had a chance to put him aboard +the Ark I was tickled to death. In fact, I was so glad to get rid of my +passenger that I made up this little poem," and then the Whale began to +spout:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"It's not so very pleasant, when sailing on the sea,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">To have a passenger aboard who's sulky as can be;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And that's the reason, after dark,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">I landed him aboard the Ark."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>And after that he swam away, and the Ark began once more to skim over +the dark blue sea. And by and by, after a while, Capt. Noah said:</p> + +<p>"We'll have to make new bunks and berths for the animals, I guess, for +the fire has burned up everything."</p> + +<p>And, oh, dear me! When he went below he saw that everything was burned +to a cinder.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span></p> + +<p>"We'll have to land somewhere and make repairs," said Mr. Jonah.</p> + +<p>"I guess we will," said Capt. Noah, and all the animals began to howl +and make dreadful noises, for they didn't want to go down in the smoky +hold, you see.</p> + +<p>And just then all of a sudden the Weathercock called out:</p> + +<p>"Land to starboard!"</p> + +<p>And, sure enough, looming up in the dim distance was a mountainous shore +line.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>The Squirrel came aboard with a bag of nuts.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-011" id="illus-011"></a> +<img src='images/illus-087.jpg' alt='The Squirrel came aboard with a bag of nuts.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r6455" id="r6455"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span> +<h2>REPAIRS</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Ahoy, ahoy, Mount Ararat,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Now we know where we are at.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Run the Ark up high and dry,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Close against the bright blue sky.</span><br /> +</p> + + +<p>"Not a bit of it!" shouted Capt. Noah, looking up at the Weathercock, "I +don't propose to take any chances running up that mountain side. Suppose +our motor gave out? We'd be in a nice fix. We'll run up on the shore and +heave to."</p> + +<p>The Ark, obeying Capt. Noah's guiding<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span> hand, swept up on the beach and +came to a standstill some 200 feet from the water.</p> + +<p>"We can cut all the timber we need for repairs now," said Japheth, +looking over toward a big forest that lay back from the beach. "The +animals, too, can have a nice frolic on the sand. It will do them good +after being cooped up on board ship for so long."</p> + +<p>And in a short time the Ark was empty and all the animals were having a +fine time making castles in the sand and picking up pretty sea shells.</p> + +<p>And after a while Capt. Noah got out his axe and saw, and calling to Mr. +Jonah, and his three boys, started off for the forest, and as soon as he +cut down a tree, Mr. Jonah and the three boys sawed it up into logs.</p> + +<p>"I guess we have enough now," said<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span> Capt. Noah. "Guess we'd better start +and split them into planks."</p> + +<p>This was not such easy work, but after a while, they had quite a pile of +lumber on hand.</p> + +<p>"If we only had a wagon to haul the logs to the Ark," said Capt. Noah, +wiping his forehead with his red bordered handkerchief.</p> + +<p>And just then Marjorie came riding down the gang-plank in the little toy +automobile.</p> + +<p>"I'll take them back to the Ark," she said, and after a while, not so +very long, they were all aboard.</p> + +<p>Well, by this time it was pretty dark, and Capt. Noah felt uneasy about +the animals, so he stood up on the bow of the big boat and called out:</p> + +<p>"All aboard for the night!"</p> + +<p>"All aboard for the night!" he called<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span> out again, and then he turned to +little Marjorie and said, "I'd never forgive myself if anything should +happen to any one of my passengers."</p> + +<p>But, oh dear me! When Capt. Noah, who had stood by the gang-plank and +checked off each animal as he came aboard, found that the little red +squirrel was missing, he was dreadfully worried.</p> + +<p>"Goodness me!" he exclaimed, "if that squirrel has gone off into the +woods, how will we ever find him?"</p> + +<p>"Well, there's no use in worrying," said Mrs. Noah, who just then came +up from below deck. "Come down and get a nice hot cup of tea. After +you've eaten something you'll know better what to do."</p> + +<p>Well, after supper, everybody felt better, so Capt. Noah and his crew +came up on deck to look for the lost squirrel.</p> + +<p>The moon was just coming up out of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span> the east, making a silver path +across the water right up to the Ark.</p> + +<p>As Capt. Noah looked over the railing to the sand below he saw a little +figure walking directly in the silver moon path. It seemed to be +carrying something heavy; for it paused every now and then to rest.</p> + +<p>"It's the little red squirrel," shouted Marjorie.</p> + +<p>"So it is," said Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Helloa, there!" he shouted, "wait and I'll let down the gang-plank!"</p> + +<p>"Whew, but I'm tired!" panted the red squirrel, as he crawled up on +deck. "This bag of nuts is as heavy as lead!"</p> + +<p>And then he let the well-filled bag slip from his shoulders to the deck.</p> + +<p>"Don't you ever stay out as late as this again, sir," said Capt. Noah, +pulling in the gang-plank and making it fast for the night. "If you do, +you won't get shore leave for a long time."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I'm glad you're back," whispered Marjorie, "for we were all dreadfully +worried about you," and this so pleased the little red squirrel that he +gave her a handful of chestnuts.</p> + +<p>"Come along with me," said Capt. Noah, "I'm going below to see what the +boys are doing."</p> + +<p>So Marjorie and the little squirrel followed the captain without a word, +for they saw that he was somewhat vexed.</p> + +<p>Below deck all was in confusion, for the animals, after finishing their +supper, were trying to find places to sleep.</p> + +<p>Although Mr. Jonah and the boys had made the place as clean as possible +since the fire, they had not, of course, been able in so short a time to +replace the bunks and pens in which the animals had slept.</p> + +<p>Everybody was in everybody else's way.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span></p> + +<p>The smaller animals were squeezed into corners by the larger ones, and +the Elephant complained that the red Ant kept treading on his toes.</p> + +<p>"Order! Order!" shouted Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"What are you doing, Jonah, and where are you, boys?" he called out, +peering into the darkness, for of course all the electric lights were +out and the hold was in total darkness.</p> + +<p>"Here we are," answered Mr. Jonah. "We're doing the best we can," and he +came out of the darkness and rested his pitchfork on the floor while he +wiped the perspiration from his forehead.</p> + +<p>"I was spreading out the straw for bedding. Ham is giving the pigs a +drink before they go to bed."</p> + +<p>And just then the other two boys appeared. "What are you doing here?" +Japheth asked the muley cow, which stood by quietly chewing her cud.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span></p> + +<p>But the muley cow only said, "Moo-o-oo!"</p> + +<p>"Well, you come along with me. All the cows are at the other end of the +Ark."</p> + +<p>"Don't be impatient," said Capt. Noah, for the muley cow was a very +gentle creature and never tried to butt any one with her horns, because +she didn't have any, you know.</p> + +<p>While all this was going on Marjorie and the little squirrel stood in +the doorway.</p> + +<p>"Glad you weren't lost," said Shem, patting the squirrel on the back as +if he were a little pet dog. "The other squirrels said they wouldn't go +to bed until you were found."</p> + +<p>"Where are they?" asked the little red squirrel. "I'm pretty sleepy and +would like to cuddle up for the night," and then he swung his bag of +nuts over his shoulder and followed Shem, but before he went he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span> +whispered to Marjorie that he'd give her some hickory nuts in the +morning.</p> + +<p>After a while everything was made snug and tight for the night. Mr. +Jonah put away his pitchfork and the boys hung up the water pails. Then +a lighted lantern was hung at each end of the cabin, and the evening +chores were done, just the same as if they had been on a farm, you know.</p> + +<p>And after that Marjorie went up on deck, where the weathercock was +sitting on the flagpole in the moonlight.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Oh, I love to be a sailor</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">And sail the ocean blue,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And hear the Captain shout 'Ahoy!'</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">And order 'round the crew.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"And when the waves are rolling high</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">The wind is blowing strong,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">I sing my cock-a-doodle-do</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Just like a sailor song.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Oh, I'm a sailor rooster,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">And my name is Shanghai Joe,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And I'll sail the sea from A to Z,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">I'm a sailor bird, Heave ho!"</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Well, I'm glad you're so happy," said little Marjorie, and maybe she +felt just a little bit homesick, for she was far away from home. And +just then Mrs. Noah came on deck and said, "Come, Madge, it's time for +bed," and then she picked her up and carried her into her cabin and +tucked her in for the night as comfortable as you please. And in the +next chapter I'll tell you what happened in the morning.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>Mr. Jonah and the Animals huddled around the stove to get warm.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-012" id="illus-012"></a> +<img src='images/illus-099.jpg' alt='Mr. Jonah and the Animals huddled around the stove to get warm.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r4529" id="r4529"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span> +<h2>THE ICEBERG</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Jingle bells! Jingle bells!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">It's getting cold as ice,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Put your furs and mittens on,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">Wrap up warm and nice.</span><br /> +</p> + + +<p>Marjorie awoke with a start. My, how cold it was! The porthole glass was +covered with a network of frosty lace, and the little Dove, who slept in +Marjorie's cabin, pulled her head out from under her wing and shivered.</p> + +<p>"What has happened?" asked Marjorie, sitting up in bed and looking about +her.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span></p> + +<p>Perhaps she expected to see Jack Frost sitting in the rocking chair!</p> + +<p>Quickly pulling on her slippers she ran to the porthole to ask her good +friend the Weathercock the reason for this sudden drop in the +temperature.</p> + +<p>She found him, as usual, perched on the flagpole. His comb was very red, +as if Jack Frost had given it a nip, and now and then he raised one leg +to his breast to warm his toes in the fluffy feathers.</p> + +<p>"Good morning," said Marjorie. "Isn't it freezing?"</p> + +<p>"Do you wonder?" answered the Weathercock, pointing to a large iceberg +close at hand.</p> + +<p>She turned to look and, sure enough, just a few feet away was a great +mountain of ice.</p> + +<p>"We're aground on an iceberg," went on the Weathercock. "We ran into an +ice floe last night and the Ark slipped upon<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span> the ledge of the iceberg +and grounded."</p> + +<p>"Goodness gracious!" cried Marjorie. "What are we ever going to do?"</p> + +<p>"I'm sure I don't know," answered the Weathercock. "I'll have to get +some woolen socks and a pair of felt shoes or my toes will be +frostbitten!"</p> + +<p>"Perhaps Mrs. Noah will knit you a pair," said Marjorie. "I'm going down +to breakfast now and I'll speak to her about it."</p> + +<p>"Thank you," replied the Weathercock. "And tell her I wouldn't mind +having a worsted muffler, too."</p> + +<p>Down below matters were even worse, for the fresh water had frozen +during the night, so that it was impossible to give the animals a drink.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Noah had been forced to melt a piece of ice in a pan over the fire +in order to have water with which to make the coffee.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Whew!" exclaimed Capt. Noah, coming in from deck and closing the door +as quickly as possible. "My hands are almost frozen. This is as bad as a +trip to the North Pole. Perhaps worse, for we are totally unprepared for +this kind of weather."</p> + +<p>Just then Mr. Jonah and the boys came in, rubbing their hands and +stamping their feet to keep warm.</p> + +<p>"Merry Christmas!" laughed Ham, "the skating's fine out on the ice +floe!"</p> + +<p>"How jolly!" cried Marjorie. "Let's go skating after breakfast!"</p> + +<p>"No, sir-e-e," said Capt. Noah. "The boys must help me float the Ark. +One of the rubber-tired wheels is crushed and it will take a lot of hard +work to get her off."</p> + +<p>"We'd better set about it as soon as possible," said Mr. Jonah, after +Capt. Noah had made an inspection. "Some of the animals are nearly +perishing with the cold.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span> The monkeys are rolled up so tight you'd think +they were fur balls. Only the polar bears seem to enjoy life, and they +are just crazy to take a run on the ice."</p> + +<p>"Let them wait," said Capt. Noah; "we have more serious things to attend +to than pleasure for the moment."</p> + +<p>"Well, come and get a good hot breakfast first," said Mrs. Noah, +bringing in the steaming coffee pot and a plate of hot corn muffins. +"After breakfast you'll all feel differently."</p> + +<p>This was, indeed, good advice, and when breakfast was over Capt. Noah +said, "Get the crowbar and the wooden rollers, Japheth. We'll see if we +can't start the old Ark moving. Maybe she's stuck too deep in the ice, +but we'll try, at any rate."</p> + +<p>"Here, my little girl," said kind Mrs. Noah to Marjorie, "put on this +muffler if you're going out. It's pretty cold."</p> + +<p>So Marjorie tied the warm muffler<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span> around her neck and stepped out on +deck.</p> + +<p>A beautiful sight met her eyes. Towering high above was a mountain of +glittering ice, while as far as the eye could reach was a field of ice +and snow.</p> + +<p>Under the rays of the morning sun parts of the great berg glittered like +a rainbow.</p> + +<p>It was so cold that Marjorie had to jump up and down to keep her toes +from freezing.</p> + +<p>Down on the ice, close to the Ark, Capt. Noah and his crew were busily +at work. One of the auto wheels had sunk deep into the ice and acted +like an anchor. The other wheels also were embedded in the ice so that +the Ark was held as if in a vise.</p> + +<p>"Guess we'll have to give it up," exclaimed Capt. Noah after an hour's +hard work, during which time the Ark had not moved an inch.</p> + +<p>"We'd better make up our minds to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span> winter here until the iceberg floats +into a warmer climate and either melts or breaks apart."</p> + +<p>"That's cheerful," said Mr. Jonah. "I've nothing but summer flannels and +a mackintosh with me."</p> + +<p>"What about some of the poor animals who are used to the Torrid Zone?" +replied Capt. Noah, shouldering the crowbar and climbing up the rope +ladder to the deck.</p> + +<p>Mr. Jonah did not reply, but turned up his coat collar and stamped upon +his feet to warm them.</p> + +<p>"The hairless Mexican dog will surely die if we don't do something for +him," said Ham. "I think I'll ask mother if she won't let him stay in +the kitchen."</p> + +<p>But Mrs. Noah did not seem very pleased over the suggestion.</p> + +<p>"Gracious me!" she said. "Shem already has two parrots, a marmoset and a +little green snake in the kitchen. I don't<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span> suppose one more animal +would make much difference, if it will only keep from under my feet. I +nearly stepped on one of the snakes this morning, and the kitchen is +none too large, anyway."</p> + +<p>"Don't you boys worry your mother any more," said Capt. Noah sternly. +"The animals have got to make the best of it. Any one who travels by sea +undergoes some risk and I'm sure I'm as careful a captain as a man could +be. It's lucky we didn't go down to the bottom of the sea when we struck +the berg, instead of running up on it safely."</p> + +<p>After dinner Capt. Noah and Mr. Jonah held a consultation as to what was +the best thing to do under the circumstances.</p> + +<p>"Of course, some of the animals, like the polar bears and the seals, +will enjoy a vacation on the ice. The penguins, too, will be glad to +have a little change. We<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span> can let them out and the rest of the Arctic +passengers. But how to keep the other animals warm, puzzles me. We +haven't coal enough to keep the furnaces going for very long."</p> + +<p>Mr. Jonah stroked his chin reflectively. "We might dig a channel from +the Ark to the edge of the berg and then float the Ark," he said, after +a pause.</p> + +<p>"That's a pretty good scheme," said Capt. Noah. "We'll get to work at +once. Here, you boys, get the pickaxes and come with me."</p> + +<p>By evening the canal was finished. "Now, when the tide rises," said +Capt. Noah, resting on the handle of his pickax, "perhaps the old tub +will float."</p> + +<p>It was now quite dark, so all hands returned to the Ark.</p> + +<p>The animals which had been allowed to play on the ice had all returned +except the two polar bears, who begged Capt. Noah<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span> to let them stay out +all night, as they wished to see the Northern Lights from the top of the +iceberg.</p> + +<p>It was a very tired family that gathered around the supper table that +evening. But after the meal was over the Weathercock began to sing:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"It's time for bed, and all the Ark</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Should soon be snoring in the dark,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The elephant and kangaroo,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The lion and the curled horn gnu,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Have gone to bed, and so should you,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">So good night, cock-a-doodle-doo!"</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>Ham rescues the Polar Bears from the iceberg.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-013" id="illus-013"></a> +<img src='images/illus-111.jpg' alt='Ham rescues the Polar Bears from the iceberg.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r9102" id="r9102"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span> +<h2>A THRILLING RESCUE</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">We're off! we're off! we're off again</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">To sail upon the rolling main.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The ice no longer holds us fast,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">We're sailing safe and free at last!</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>This is what the Weathercock sang loud and clear the next morning.</p> + +<p>It woke up Marjorie with a start, and running to the porthole she saw +that they were once more upon the ocean blue.</p> + +<p>"How did it happen?" she asked, turning to her faithful friend on the +flagpole, who was still crowing and flapping his<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span> wings at a great rate. +"How did it all happen?"</p> + +<p>"While you were asleep, my dear little Madge," answered the Weathercock.</p> + +<p>"I didn't ask you when, I asked you how," laughed Marjorie, for she was +delighted, you see, to be once more sailing over the great big ocean.</p> + +<p>"You'd better not ask me any more questions," said the Weathercock +quickly. "You just better hurry up and dress and ask Capt. Noah what he +is going to do about the castaways."</p> + +<p>"The what?" gasped Marjorie.</p> + +<p>"The castaways. The two polar bears who are still on the iceberg."</p> + +<p>"Goodness gracious!" she cried. "I'll hurry and get on my boots. I must +tell Capt. Noah at once."</p> + +<p>In a few minutes she was running down to the lower cabin.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Capt. Noah! Capt. Noah!" she shouted. "Capt. Noah, the polar bears are +left on the iceberg!"</p> + +<p>The captain, who had overslept himself, put his head out of his cabin +door.</p> + +<p>"What is all the excitement about?" he asked sleepily.</p> + +<p>"The bears are left on the iceberg!" shouted Marjorie again.</p> + +<p>"Well, that's all right. I told them they could stay out all night. They +will come aboard for breakfast, no doubt!"</p> + +<p>"They can't! They can't!" cried Marjorie in great excitement. "The Ark +is afloat again and we are sailing away."</p> + +<p>"Blubber and rubber!" exclaimed the captain, now even more excited than +the little girl.</p> + +<p>"Mother!" he cried, "the Ark's afloat and two of our passengers are +still ashore!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span></p> + +<p>Mrs. Noah opened her eyes.</p> + +<p>"What did you say, my dear?" she asked, sleepily.</p> + +<p>The captain by this time had pulled on his sailor suit and, closing the +cabin door with a bang, rushed out on deck, with Marjorie close at his +heels.</p> + +<p>In the distance the iceberg could be seen indistinctly through the +morning mist.</p> + +<p>"Hard-a-port!" shouted Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>Mr. Jonah, who was at the wheel, woke up with a start. He was so tired +with cutting the ice the day before that he had fallen sound asleep at +his post.</p> + +<p>"You landlubber," cried Capt. Noah. "What do you mean by falling +asleep?"</p> + +<p>"This is my first experience before the mast," apologized poor Jonah. +"I've always been a passenger. Please don't get provoked."</p> + +<p>"Provoked!" yelled Capt. Noah. "Provoked!<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span> I feel like throwing you +overboard!"</p> + +<p>"Steer for the iceberg!"</p> + +<p>"I won't throw you overboard until later!"</p> + +<p>Mr. Jonah heaved a sigh of relief, for at first I guess he thought he'd +have to go back to the Whale without having the chance of Capt. Noah +cooling off.</p> + +<p>Marjorie stood close to the rail, straining her eyes for a glimpse of +the polar bears.</p> + +<p>The three Noah boys now came on deck, and Ham handed the spyglass to his +father.</p> + +<p>"I see them! I see them!" cried Capt. Noah. "One of them is waving a +flag!"</p> + +<p>"Let me look," said Marjorie, who was dreadfully worried about them.</p> + +<p>Yes, there they were. On the top of the berg she could dimly see two +figures and a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span> white object waving back and forth. The sea was getting +rough and the Ark rolled about in a most uncomfortable manner.</p> + +<p>The Weathercock clung tightly to his post, however, and flapped his +wings now and then.</p> + +<p>"Look out!" he cautioned as the Ark neared the berg. "Be careful or +you'll stave a hole in the Ark!"</p> + +<p>"Hurry up!" shouted the polar bears. "We're nearly starved. We want our +breakfast."</p> + +<p>"Want your breakfast!" muttered Capt. Noah under his breath. "You'll be +wanting something more than breakfast if we don't find a way to get you +aboard!"</p> + +<p>"Let them swim!" suggested Ham.</p> + +<p>"Run up close and let them jump!" advised Shem.</p> + +<p>"Let them fly!" chuckled Japheth, unsympathetically, who was somewhat +tired of feeding the animals and felt that two<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span> less would not be such +an awful thing after all.</p> + +<p>"Nothing of the sort," cried Capt. Noah. "I am responsible for the safety +of every passenger. I will take no such chances."</p> + +<p>"What are we going to do, then?" asked Mr. Jonah, looking over the side +of the Ark to make sure that it was not getting too close to the +dangerous berg, which jutted out in ragged points beneath the water.</p> + +<p>"Launch the life-boat!" commanded Capt. Noah. "Who will volunteer?"</p> + +<p>"I will!" cried Ham, and in less time than I can take to tell it, Ham +and his trained monkeys lowered the boat and jumped in.</p> + +<p>"Shove off!" commanded Cockswain Ham, and with a strong pull and a loud +"Yo-ho!" the little boat shot away.</p> + +<p>Ham held firmly to the tiller and kept<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span> the bow pointed toward the big +rollers, while the monkeys handled the oars.</p> + +<p>"Pull for the shore, sailor, pull for the shore," sang the Weathercock.</p> + +<p>The bears, who had slid down the iceberg close to the water's edge, +stood anxiously waiting.</p> + +<p>"Careful, now!" cried Ham. "Pull on your starboard oar!"</p> + +<p>The boat grazed the iceberg. "Jump!" shouted Ham. "Quick!"</p> + +<p>And then one of the bears gave a spring and landed in the boat. His +mate, however, slipped, and a big wave at that moment whirled the boat +away from the ice, and with a big splash he landed in the water.</p> + +<p>"Throw him a life-preserver!" shouted Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Throw him a life line!" yelled Shem.</p> + +<p>"Throw him the anchor!" growled Japheth,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span> who never had liked the Polar +Bears, I guess.</p> + +<p>But Cockswain Ham was not the least bit rattled. He steered the boat +toward the frightened bear and told him to catch hold.</p> + +<p>"Now pull for all you're worth!" shouted Ham to the monkeys, "and we'll +tow Brother Bear."</p> + +<p>But, oh, dear me! The great waves kept washing over the little boat, and +the two monkeys had a hard time rowing with that great heavy bear +dragging on the stern.</p> + +<p>"They'll be swamped!" screamed Mrs. Noah, as a tremendous great wave +dashed over the little life-boat.</p> + +<p>"Bail, bail, you lubber!" shouted Ham. "We'll all be in Davy Jones's +locker if you don't!"</p> + +<p>Well, pretty soon they came alongside the Ark, and Capt. Noah let down a +rope<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span> ladder, up which the two bears managed to scramble after a hard +struggle.</p> + +<p>And after that Cockswain Ham and his gallant crew came aboard, and the +life-boat was hoisted up on deck.</p> + +<p>Motherly Mrs. Noah at once put the two bears to bed after a hot mustard +bath and a drink of Jamaica ginger.</p> + +<p>"Well, this beats the old days all holler!" exclaimed Capt. Noah. "We +never had such accidents on my first voyage. It just rained and rained +for forty days and forty nights."</p> + +<p>"That's the truth, my dear," agreed Mrs. Noah. "I remember it very well. +Ham was just a baby, and the other two boys were little fellows. It was +hard work finding something new for them to do each day. Rainy days on +board ship—well, I never want to go through with it again."</p> + +<p>"I should think your boys would think you're just lovely," said little +Marjorie.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Well, I guess we do," said Ham, kissing his mother. "You know we do, +mother dear."</p> + +<p>"Of course I do," she replied, giving him a hug.</p> + +<p>"Go and kiss your mother," said Capt. Noah to Shem and Japheth, "or she +won't give you any breakfast."</p> + +<p>And then they both ran over to her and kissed her, glad of an excuse to +show their real feelings.</p> + +<p>"Now, come and get something nice and hot for breakfast," said Mrs. +Noah, "for if we don't eat breakfast pretty soon, we'll have to call it +lunch."</p> + +<p>And in the next chapter you shall hear of a dreadful collision, but +don't worry, for I shan't let anything happen to little Marjorie and the +kind Noah family.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>Captain Noah discovers a leak in the side of the Ark.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-014" id="illus-014"></a> +<img src='images/illus-125.jpg' alt='Captain Noah discovers a leak in the side of the Ark.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r3119" id="r3119"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span> +<h2>A LEAK</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Look out! Look out! A boat in sight;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Turn quickly to the left or right;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">You'll have a smash-up, sure as fate—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Alas! my warning came too late!"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>sang the Weathercock.</p> + +<p>And, oh, dear me! He was right! Crash! Bang! The Noah's Ark shivered +from bow to stern, and all the animals were thrown off their feet.</p> + +<p>Little Marjorie awoke with a start. It was just daylight, and far off in +the east the rising sun was tinging the sky pink and gold.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span></p> + +<p>She hurriedly put on her clothes and ran out on deck, where she met +Capt. Noah and his sons.</p> + +<p>"Whales and porpoises!" exclaimed Capt. Noah. "Mr. Jonah has been asleep +at the switch again, I'll bet!"</p> + +<p>And then he ran forward and looked over the bow of the Ark.</p> + +<p>Only a few yards off was the charred hull of a vessel, riding low in the +water.</p> + +<p>Quickly examining his own ship, Capt. Noah discovered a hole on the +starboard side.</p> + +<p>And then, all of a sudden, the animals came rushing up on deck.</p> + +<p>"The Ark is filling with water," cried Mrs. Elephant, "and my slippers +are all soaking wet. If I had remained below another minute they would +have been ruined!"</p> + +<p>She had hardly finished when all the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span> rats and mice scrambled up the +companionway.</p> + +<p>"A bad sign!" said Capt. Noah. "It shows the Ark is sinking!"</p> + +<p>Mrs. Noah gave a scream. She had hastily thrown a kimono over her +nightdress at the first warning and had hurried on deck.</p> + +<p>"Don't worry," said little Marjorie bravely. "Capt. Noah will stop the +leak."</p> + +<p>"I hope so," he said. Then, turning to the passengers, he asked: "Who +will volunteer to go with me below deck?"</p> + +<p>"I will!" shouted Ham.</p> + +<p>"And so will I!" said the Elephant.</p> + +<p>"Come along, then," said Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"Throw me down the tarpaulin and some planks," he called up a few +minutes later.</p> + +<p>But, oh dear me! The water had gained such headway that the tarpaulin +was of no<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span> use at all, and I don't know what would have happened if the +Elephant hadn't sat down squarely on the hole, blocking it up so that +not a single drop of water leaked in.</p> + +<p>"Bully for you!" cried Capt. Noah. "That's the best stunt I've seen +yet!"</p> + +<p>"It's not very comfortable," said the Elephant, with a shiver. "My, but +the water's chilly!"</p> + +<p>"Start the pumps!" commanded Capt. Noah, rushing to the foot of the +companionway. "Set some of the animals to work!"</p> + +<p>Well, after a while the Ark was pumped dry, and everybody heaved a sigh +of relief.</p> + +<p>"How long do you expect me to be a water plug?" asked the Elephant. "You +don't expect me to sit here for the rest of the voyage?"</p> + +<p>"I don't know what we'll do if you get up," answered Capt. Noah.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[Pg 129]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Neither do I," said the Elephant.</p> + +<p>"Let's call Mr. Jonah," said Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>"What's the use?" said the Elephant. "What good will he do? If he hadn't +been asleep at the tiller we never would have had the accident."</p> + +<p>"We might punish him for neglect of duty," said Capt. Noah. "We'll plug +the hole up with him. He can sit on the opening for a punishment."</p> + +<p>"Great idea!" chuckled the Elephant. "Bring him down."</p> + +<p>So Capt. Noah hastened on deck to look for poor Mr. Jonah. And pretty +soon he came back with Mr. Jonah, who of course didn't know what they +were going to do with him.</p> + +<p>"What do you want me for?" he asked. "It's pretty damp down here."</p> + +<p>"Hello!" said the Elephant. "Excuse my not rising!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[Pg 130]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Certainly," said Mr. Jonah, "but you don't look very comfortable."</p> + +<p>And then, quick as a wink, the Elephant reached out his trunk and +grabbed poor Mr. Jonah.</p> + +<p>"Help! Murder!" yelled Jonah, nearly strangled by the water, which +rushed into the Ark as the Elephant got up.</p> + +<p>"Keep quiet!" commanded Capt. Noah, and then the Elephant pushed poor +Mr. Jonah into the hole.</p> + +<p>"It's all your fault that we had this accident. Now you can stop up the +leak!"</p> + +<p>Mr. Jonah was too frightened to speak. Finally, when he partly recovered +from his fright he said:</p> + +<p>"But what am I to do?"</p> + +<p>"Don't do a thing," said Capt. Noah, pushing him down as he started to +get up. "You just sit there and be a hero!"</p> + +<p>"I won't!" cried Mr. Jonah.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[Pg 131]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Then we'll all drown, and you, too!" said Capt. Noah.</p> + +<p>And just then the Weathercock shouted out loud and clear:</p> + +<p>"Land ahead! Land ahead!"</p> + +<p>And in a few short seconds the Ark rolled upon a sandy beach and came to +a standstill.</p> + +<p>"Throw out the anchor!" commanded Capt. Noah. "We won't take any chances +this time."</p> + +<p>And pretty soon all the animals were playing on the sand, while Mrs. +Noah, with Marjorie and the boys, made a fire under some palm trees.</p> + +<p>Suddenly Capt. Noah remembered Mr. Jonah. "Thunder and lightning!" he +exclaimed, and at once descended into the hold, where he found poor Mr. +Jonah still sitting on the hole in the Ark.</p> + +<p>"Arise, noble man!" said Capt. Noah, bursting into laughter.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Thank goodness," said Jonah. "I feel as stiff as a glass bottle +stopper."</p> + +<p>And in the next chapter you shall hear of a wonderful picnic which they +all had on this little green island in the middle of the big blue +ocean.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>The boys were busy with Captain Noah repairing the Ark.</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-015" id="illus-015"></a> +<img src='images/illus-135.jpg' alt='The boys were busy with Captain Noah repairing the Ark.' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r4040" id="r4040"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span> +<h2>THE PICNIC</h2> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Don't leave me alone on the Ark, Marjie, dear,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">For I shall be lonely I very much fear.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Now, how would you like to be left alone</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">High up on a perch where the wild breezes moan?"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"The Weathercock wants to come with us," said Marjorie.</p> + +<p>"Then why doesn't he?" said Capt. Noah, who was busily engaged in making +the anchor line fast.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I'll tell him to come with us."</p> + +<p>And she ran up the gang-plank and called to the lonely Weathercock:</p> + +<p>"Why don't you fly down? We'd like to have you come ashore with us."</p> + +<p>"That's all I wanted to know," said the faithful bird. "Look out! Here +she goes!"</p> + +<p>And with a great flutter and flapping of his gilt wings he landed on the +sand.</p> + +<p>And after that he and Marjorie went over to the clump of palm trees +where Mrs. Noah and the boys were resting.</p> + +<p>"This would be a fine spot for a picnic," she said. "Did you ever go to +one?"</p> + +<p>"No, I've never been to one, although I once went to a fair with +father," said Marjorie.</p> + +<p>"Well, while the boys are busy with Capt. Noah mending the Ark, we'll +get a fire started and have our lunch out here beneath the trees."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[Pg 137]</a></span></p> + +<p>It didn't take long to get the fire started, for Mrs. Noah wished to +surprise the Captain when he came back, and pretty soon the kettle was +singing away:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Hurray for the jolly picnic</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">And the crew of the red Noah's Ark.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">I'll whistle and sing like a bird in the spring,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">While the red flames gleam and spark."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"There are some nice clams on the beach," said Mrs. Noah.</p> + +<p>So the Weathercock took a basket and went down to the water's edge and +brought back enough for everybody.</p> + +<p>And I guess Mrs. Noah had been to many a clam bake, for she knew just +how to roast them in a pile of seaweed and red hot stones.</p> + +<p>Well, pretty soon Capt. Noah with Mr. Jonah and the three boys came out +of the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[Pg 138]</a></span> Ark and sat down beneath the palm trees, and then all the +animals sat around in a ring, for this was the first picnic they had +ever been to.</p> + +<p>"I'm as hungry as a bear," said little Marjorie, and then the Elephant +began to laugh, but the bear only smiled and spread his bread with +honey.</p> + +<p>Of course, some of the animals didn't eat any of Mrs. Noah's lunch. The +giraffe stood near by and ate the tender leaves off the tops of the +trees and the monkeys ate cocoanuts, and the ducks and geese kept close +to the water and snapped up little fishes and snails. But everybody had +a wonderful time.</p> + +<p>"I think, Mother," said Capt. Noah, wiping the crumbs from the +tablecloth, and holding them out to a little brown thrush who had sat on +his shoulder during the meal, "we had better spend the night ashore. +I'll bring the big tent from the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[Pg 139]</a></span> Ark and set it up under the trees. I'm +going to do a little painting inside the Ark this afternoon."</p> + +<p>"That's a very good idea," said Mrs. Noah.</p> + +<p>When the tent was set up and the ropes securely fastened to the pegs +which had been driven into the ground, Mrs. Noah and Marjorie busied +themselves fixing it up inside in order to make it comfortable for the +night.</p> + +<p>And when evening came, a bright fire was lighted and after supper, +everybody sat around and talked. Ham popped corn and Marjorie roasted +apples.</p> + +<p>"Nine o'clock," said Capt. Noah, "time for bed. We must be up early in +the morning."</p> + +<p>"It was the loveliest picnic I ever had," said Marjorie, as she kissed +Mrs. Noah good night.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class='figcenter' style='width: 400px; padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<span class='caption'>Captain Noah called all the Animals aboard the Ark</span> +<hr style='width:400px' /> +<a name="illus-016" id="illus-016"></a> +<img src='images/illus-143.jpg' alt='Captain Noah called all the Animals aboard the Ark' title='' /><br /> +</div> + +<div class='figcenter' style='padding-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em;'> +<a name="r2080" id="r2080"></a> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[Pg 143]</a></span> +<h2>THE STORM</h2> +</div> + +<p>By noon the next day Capt. Noah reported that the paint was dry and the +Ark ready to set sail.</p> + +<p>"We must get the animals together," he said, looking anxiously about. "I +can't imagine where they have all gone to."</p> + +<p>"Well, I'll have everything packed and ready to put aboard by the time +you round up your passengers," laughed Mrs. Noah who never seemed to +worry about anything, and Marjorie thought she was the nicest person she +had ever met.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[Pg 144]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Come, boys," commanded Capt. Noah, "let's start the hunt. I hope the +island isn't large, for I don't fancy walking many miles in this hot +climate."</p> + +<p>So they all started off, Mr. Jonah and the three Noah boys following +Capt. Noah, and after walking for some time they came to the top of a +hill, from which they had a good view of the island. And not very far +away were all the animals, enjoying themselves to their hearts' content.</p> + +<p>Capt. Noah took his bugle and blew a long blast, and at once all the +animals looked around.</p> + +<p>Then he blew again, and after that the animals formed in line with the +Elephant at their head and marched toward them.</p> + +<p>When they reached the Ark the gang-plank was lowered and they all +marched aboard.</p> + +<p>Everything below decks was in apple-pie<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[Pg 145]</a></span> order and the animals all +seemed glad to be once more back in the Ark.</p> + +<p>"All's well that ends well," said Capt. Noah, turning to Mr. Jonah. "My +duty is to land these animals safely after the rain is over. But it +looks to me as if it were going to commence again."</p> + +<p>"There's a big black cloud in the west," shouted the Weathercock, who +had flown up to his perch on the flagpole and was keeping a sharp +lookout.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I guess we're going to have some nasty weather," said Capt. Noah. +"Let us hurry and get the Ark afloat."</p> + +<p>In a few minutes the great boat was in motion, and after a short run +down to the water, it once more rode the waves.</p> + +<p>"You'd better come down to the cabin," Capt. Noah called out to the +Weathercock as a flash of lightning passed across the sky. "We're going +to have a storm, and you may be blown off your perch."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[Pg 146]</a></span></p> + +<p>So the Weathercock came down and perched on his shoulder, and then he +began to sing:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Oh, the animals came into the Ark,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The little dog with a bow-wow bark,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The lion gave a kingly roar,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And the monkey shook the rat by the paw,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And the muley cow said moo-o-o,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And the rooster sang his cockle-do."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Well, it didn't take long for Capt. Noah and his crew to make everything +snug and tight.</p> + +<p>But, oh dear me! How the thunder roared and the lightning flashed, but +in spite of all this, Marjorie grew so sleepy that pretty soon she went +up to her little cabin with the dove on her shoulder, and crept into +bed.</p> + +<p>And then something strange happened.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[Pg 147]</a></span> The Weathercock, although he had +hopped into the cabin to escape the storm, went out on deck every now +and then to look about him, so as to report to Capt. Noah the +whereabouts of the Ark.</p> + +<p>He didn't seem to mind the storm, for a weathercock is used to all sorts +of weather and knows just from what quarter the wind is blowing, you +know.</p> + +<p>About midnight, after coming in from deck, he hopped up to little +Marjorie's cabin and knocked on the door. But she was so fast asleep she +didn't hear him, and if it hadn't been for the dove, who was a very +light sleeper, I don't believe the Weathercock would ever have been able +to tell Marjorie this strange thing that had happened.</p> + +<p>But just as soon as the little dove heard the knocking, she flew down +from her cage and opened the door. And after the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[Pg 148]</a></span> Weathercock had +whispered to her she went over to where Marjorie lay sound asleep in her +berth.</p> + +<p>And just then the Ark grated on something and came to a standstill, but +so gradually did the great boat stop that Capt. Noah, who was also sound +asleep, did not even move in his berth.</p> + +<p>"Wake little Marjorie," whispered the Weathercock, and then the little +white bird leaned over the pillow, and sang in a low voice:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Wake up, wake up, Marjorie dear,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Come to the window,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Your home is quite near.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">See, we are landed</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Upon your own roof,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Just outside your bedroom.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Come, here is the proof—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">I'll lift up the curtain;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">There's your little bed,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">With the cosy white pillow</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And cover of red."</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[Pg 149]</a></span></p> + +<p>"What is it? Where am I?" asked Marjorie, opening her eyes.</p> + +<p>"Come," said the Weathercock, "follow me."</p> + +<p>Dreamily she got up and followed him to the window. Opposite was her own +little bedroom window.</p> + +<p>"Step over carefully," whispered the Weathercock, while the Dove took +her by the hand. Marjorie stepped across the open space and entered her +bedroom. Then she walked over to her own little bed and crept inside.</p> + +<p>"Go to sleep!" whispered the Weathercock.</p> + +<p>"See you in the morning," cooed the Dove, and with a gentle flutter they +disappeared through the window. Indistinctly Marjorie heard the Ark cast +away from<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[Pg 150]</a></span> the windowsill. And the voice of Capt. Noah came faintly to +her ears:</p> + +<p>"Careful, now! We must slip in through the nursery window without waking +the household."</p> + +<p>As the "Noah's Ark" slowly drifted in through the nursery window, +Captain Noah ran forward with a hawser, ready to make fast to the book +case near the big table.</p> + +<p>"Well! Well!" he exclaimed. "It is nice to be home again!"</p> + +<p>"It certainly is!" said Mrs. Noah, as she and the three boys came out on +deck. "It is wonderful that the water has done no damage to Marjorie's +pretty nursery."</p> + +<p>"See how fast it is running away!" exclaimed Ham. "Lucky we sailed home +tonight!"</p> + +<p>Just then Mr. Noah looked at the book case. "Gee Hossephat!" he +exclaimed.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[Pg 151]</a></span> "See that book—'The Cruise of the Noah's Ark'—why there is +my picture on the cover!"</p> + +<p>"Look! Look!" shouted Japheth. "There are more books in the series of +'Little Journeys to Happyland!'"</p> + +<p>"So there are," laughed Mrs. Noah. "I would like to read 'The Iceberg +Express.' That sounds interesting."</p> + +<p>"I think 'A Little Journey to Happyland in the Magic Soap Bubble' would +be some trip!" exclaimed Shem.</p> + +<p>"Time for bed," suddenly exclaimed Captain Noah. "I am going to turn out +all the lights on the 'Noah's Ark.' No time tonight for you to read +these other books in this series," and with these words he turned out +the red light on the port side of the Ark and the green light on the +starboard side and with a sigh of relief added, "Thank goodness! All +the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[Pg 152]</a></span> animals are well and Marjorie upstairs asleep in her little bed and +the old 'Noah's Ark' back safe in the nursery."</p> + +<p>As Captain Noah ceased speaking, the Weathercock fluttered off the Ark +and over to the nursery window. Pausing a moment on the sill, he turned +for one last look, and then flew straight away for Uncle Spencer's barn.</p> + +<p>"Home again!" he chuckled.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">"Who'd have thought I'd ever be</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">A pilot on the deep blue sea."</span><br /> +</p> + + +<p style="text-align:center"><br/>THE END<br/><br/></p> + +<hr class='full' /> + +<p style="text-align:center">LITTLE JACK RABBIT<br/>BOOKS<br/><br/> +(Trademark Registered.)<br/> +By DAVID CORY<br/> +Colored Wrapper and Text Illustrations Drawn by<br/> +H. S. BARBOUR</p> +<hr class='minor' /> +<p style="text-align:center">PRINTED IN LARGE TYPE EASY TO READ. FOR<br/> +CHILDREN FROM 3 TO 8 YEARS +</p> +<hr class='minor' /> + +<p>A unique series, about the furred and feathered little people of the +woods and meadows.</p> + + +<p>LITTLE JACK RABBIT'S ADVENTURES<br/> +<span style='font-size:smaller'>Little Jack Rabbit is a jolly fellow, but he has to keep away from Danny +Fox, Wicked Weasel and Hungry Hawk.</span></p> + + +<p>LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND DANNY FOX<br/> +<span style='font-size:smaller'>Many a hairbreadth escape has Little Jack Rabbit from this old rascal, +who lives on the woody hillside under a pile of rocks.</span></p> + + +<p>LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE SQUIRREL BROTHERS<br/> +<span style='font-size:smaller'>Mr. Squirrel Nutcracker's two boys are great friends of Little Jack, but +old Barney Owl makes a lot of trouble for all three.</span></p> + + +<p>LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND CHIPPY CHIPMUNK<br/> +<span style='font-size:smaller'>Little Jack Rabbit visits Chippy Chipmunk's store, but you should read +about what happens to the sign over the door.</span></p> + + +<p>LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE BIG BROWN BEAR<br/> +<span style='font-size:smaller'>The Big Brown Bear is a particular friend of Little Jack Rabbit. Cosey +Cave, where he lives, is well stored with honey and lollypops.</span></p> + + +<p>LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND UNCLE JOHN HARE<br/> +<span style='font-size:smaller'>Tells all about the bunnymobile, Ragged Rabbit Giant and the Rabbit +Fairies.</span></p> + + +<p>LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND PROFESSOR CROW<br/> +<span style='font-size:smaller'>Professor Crow, with his Wisdom Book, teaches Little Jack Rabbit many +interesting things.</span></p> + +<hr class='minor' /> +<p style='text-align:center'><span class="smcap">Grosset & Dunlap, Publishers, New York</span></p> + +<hr class='full' /> + +<div class='tnote'><h3>Transcriber's Notes</h3> +<p>1. Punctuation has been normalized to contemporary standards.</p> +<p>2. List of books relocated to after title page.</p> +<p>3. Typographic errors corrected in original:<br/> + p. 11 Japhet to Japheth ("said Japheth")<br/> + p. 27 Japhet to Japheth ("said Japheth")</p> +</div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's The Cruise of the Noah's Ark, by David Cory + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE CRUISE OF THE NOAH'S ARK *** + +***** This file should be named 18655-h.htm or 18655-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/1/8/6/5/18655/ + +Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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