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"Can you distinguish any outline yonder?" I queried eagerly, pointing as I spoke, and feeling fearful lest ht shadows

Resting upon his breast, one hand shading his eyes, he peered long in the direction indicated before venturing to reply

"There is a shade of so yonder," he admitted at last "It rises a trifle above us, and ale 'T is hard to say of what it consists, yet 'tis of a peculiar shape, causingship"

"Exactly what I name it," I replied, set at ease by his pro to lie fro and carefully, shading his eyes again with his hands the better to concentrate his gaze upon that misty blot

"It is like a ju at so visionary a thing At tiether, yet back it coht be twenty, or it uess either I figured it at thirty this afternoon froment Truss up this confounded skirt of mine, while I uncoil the rope for a toss"

He opened his eyes wide in amazement

"Do you hope to cast the loop over the end of the spar?"

"Ay, that offers the only opening to get aboard unobserved," I replied, loosening as I spoke the slender rope coil froht were a trifle better As it is, Ifir to pass across a line insecure at one end Lie do, père, and keep as quiet as if you were dead"

In instant obedience to th behind the loooden gutter Rising cautiously to ers, testing its strands again,certain it remained perfectly free for the toss For a e of the roof, ain the hazy, uncertain distance stretching away toward that slight undulating shadow It was practically impossible to determine where the extreme end of the spar terminated in air, yet as nearly as possible I made selection for my point of aiive it iloo which rattled sharply in the intense silence Then the line slipped, hung lie of the roof It had failed to catch, and I crouched low,no effort to draw the loose end back With the first sound of the blow against the spar the steady traruff voice hailed in vigorous Spanish from out the darkness: "Aloft there! Who is on the foreyard?"