"If there is,
you might take us girls. We don't want to be left alone."
"Well, I suppose it could be done," Jack assented. "Only we'll have
to do it in two trips, for the small boat won't hold us all. Too
risky, and there might be sharks here, Bess," and he made a motion
toward the waters of the harbor.
"Oh, how horrible!" she screamed.
A small rowboat was carried as part of the equipment of the Tartar,
but, at best, it could hold only four. However, the boys and girls
were saved the necessity of making two trips from the motor boat to
shore, for a large launch, the pilot of which scented business, put
out to them from the landing wharf, and soon bargained to land them,
and bring them off again when they desired to come. Joe would stay
aboard the Tartar.
The travelers found Christianstad to be a picturesque town, and in
certain parts of it there were many old buildings. The Danish
governor was "in residence" then, and affairs were rather more lively
than usual.
"What's that queer smell?" asked Cora, as they were on their way to
the best hotel in the place, for there they intended making their
inquiries.
"Sugar factory," answered Jack. "It's about all the business done
here--making sugar."
"How'd you know?" asked Belle.
"Oh, ask Little Willie whenever you want to know anything," laughed
Jack. "Listen, my children!
"St. Croix is twenty-two miles long, and from one to six miles in
width.
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