The Cruise of the Pelican

Tom Dennis sat on a printer's stool beside a very dirty window which dimly illumined his figure, and stared at the gloom surrounding him. His rawboned face was dejected; his ang...

Florence Hathaway was extremely astonished when, upon Sunday morning, she heard the voice of Tom Dennis on the telephone, and received a request to join him down-town for noon d...

When the dinner was over, Boatswain Joe was in no haste to leave the restaurant; but he returned to the table and ordered a drink, having seen Dennis and Florence Hathaway depar...

In the course of the afternoon he dropped in at his old newspaper office with the object of seeing the boys and trying to get some special assignments on the Pacific Coast. In t...

The brigantine-rigged _Pelican_ was of but a hundred and fifty tons burden; yet her royal yard stood athwart the sky nearly ninety feet above the deck. She was not a pretty ship...

Upon the morning after the _Pelican_ stood out of the Lion's Gate and headed southward, she was outside Cape Flattery and standing off to the northwest, bucking and pitching and...

As in a daze, Tom Dennis listened while Pontifex went on to explain that Miles Hathaway alone knew where the _Simpson_ lay; that thus far they had been unable to find a way to e...

Close upon noon the following day, moon-faced Jerry was heading for the after cabins, broom in hand, with intent to sweep up the mess cabin. Manuel Mendez, who had the deck, pla...

The tortuous, narrow and even precipitous passage, winding nearly two miles amid the rocks, lay behind, and now the good ship _Pelican_ was swinging to her anchor in front of th...

When Tom Dennis wakened, the morning after the _Pelican_ tacked out of the Unalaska channel, he found that she had, with the audacity of all whaling ships, run through Unimak Pa...

The water was cold--cold and clear and biting as ice. To Dennis, inside the rubber suit, it seemed as though he had been plunged bodily into liquid ice. Through the thick glass...

"That's queer!" he said slowly. "Hm! Probably Corny lost the knife and didn't notice it. Better get me one from the galley, steward: it'll take a carving knife to fit that big s...

No one else spoke for a bit. Mr. Leman spat over the rail and stared at the fog in the direction of the unseen Japanese ship. The Missus had gone to her cabin when the body was...

A glorious sunrise broke across the ocean, lifting the island peaks to the north into a sheen of purple-rose and gold. Dennis wakened to it--he had gone to sleep stretched out u...