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"You, Sandy, see to it that you buy a suit that you won't repent when the
winter nips you!" she called.
"And you, Tom, get a quiet colour and _no_ checks! When yer last year's
suit shrank and the squares got crooked ye looked like a damaged
checker-board!"
Jerry-Jo McAlpin from his seat in the stern roared with laughter at this,
and just then the sturdy little engine puffed, thudded, and "caught on,"
and off went the three with loud words of good-bye.
The Channel was as smooth as a summer brook, and the launch shot ahead.
"It's a bit chilly," Sandy said as they neared the mouth opening at
Flying Point into the Little Bay.
"Put on your storm coat," cautioned Tom, "and you, too, Jerry-Jo; we'll
get the wind when we pass Dreamer's Rock and strike the Big Bay."
The boys got out their coats and put them on, and then Sandy said:
"See what I've got! Snitched it from under the mother's eye, too!" He
held up the bottles. Tom laughed, but Jerry-Jo reached out for one.
"A nip will ward off the cold better than a coat," he said.
They all three indulged in this preventive.


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