_I had my first look at the helmsman_ . . . . . . Frontispiece
"_You're Charlie, eh?_" _he said, when he had looked me up and down
with a smile that took me back to the evenings by our fireside, ten
years before_
_The shark reared almost vertically beneath the swimmer and, opened his
great jaws_
_Next moment the wave burst over the gunwale, and we were struggling in
the sea_