It ended up by our lowering sail and
ignominiously trundling the yacht back to school. After that we carefully
selected our course, and never sailed away from home before the wind
unless we knew of a roundabout way that would lead us back to port on a
couple of reaches (long tacks).
CHAPTER XX.
EASTER VACATION.
Just before Easter that year Bill's Aunt Dorothy invited him to spend
Eastertide with her and bring along his roommate. I accepted the
invitation with alacrity. Bill had once spent a whole summer at his aunt's
home, and when we arrived there he had many old haunts to visit. We spent
the first day rambling through the woods, in the hills and back of the
house.
Bill's Cave.
He introduced me to a cave which he believed was known to only two
other boys, both of whom had since moved to New York city. The mouth
of the cave was almost closed by a large boulder that had lodged in front
of it. We had to climb to the top of this rock, and then letting ourselves
down with a rope we slid down the sloping rear face of the boulder into a
crevice in the rocks. Then after squirming under a ledge we emerged into
a large chamber, which appeared to be as dark as night after our sudden
entrance from the outer light.
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