he hook had stuck in his mouth, she darted off at a greatrate, but sad to relate, the rope as it flew out over the bulwark, gottwisted round one of Mr. Mole's stumps, and the worthy professor flewinto the ocean For a wooden-legged man to swim well, or even to keephimself afloat by treading water, is a somewhat difficult task and soMr. Mole would have found it, had not Harry Girdwood promptly follo