When little Kit lifted her eyes and saw herself surrounded by water, she was very frightened; and her sharp cry caused the two boys to look up, and the two men to rise to their feet. The water was running quickly round the island of sand, and every instant reduced it in size. Harry Gray and Michael took off their boots as quickly as possible, and ran to relieve the little company. One caught up Kittie and Willie, and the other, Nellie; Ben, who was tugging away at his boots trying to get them off, waded through the water with them; and by the time they reached dry land, the island had disappeared. "I fort we was going to be drowned, and never see you any more, father," sobbed Kit, as she clung to his neck. "No fear, my darling, while I am here," he answered. "You will have to watch when the water comes in, children," said the mother laughing, as she received Kit from her father; "and now I think you had better all take off your shoes and socks, and wade in the sea." This proposal was quickly agreed to, and in a few minutes the children were paddling away. Kit and Willie were a little shy at first, but soon got up their courage, and splashed away like the little ones around them; and baby Harry had his little legs rubbed with the salt water, and seemed quite to enjoy it. Willie Craig was rather a rough little boy; he had been humoured and spoilt by his mother while very small, and now she often found it difficult to control him. While wading, he filled his hands with salt water and flung it over Ben. The water ran down Ben's neck, and he turned round with an annoyed face to tell Willie to stop. But Kit, who stood near, took it upon herself to correct Willie for teasing her "bestest boy," and, to the surprise of all, leaned forward and administered a hearty slap on Willie's back, but at the same time she overbalanced herself and fell into the water. Ben had her out in a moment, but all her clothes were wet, and little Kit was very much frightened, both at what she had done to Willie and the wetting she had got. Her lip quivered with her sobs, and she was in much distress. "You are unfortunate this morning," said Michael, kindly. "It will do her no harm," said her father, laughing. "But Kittie was in a temper, I fear," added mother, "and that was the cause of her fall." Father opened his eyes very wide and whistled. "Kittie in a temper! That's something quite new. What have little girls to do with tempers?" "Oh, nothing at all," said Mrs. Craig, "and I'm sure Kittie did not mean it. Willie is very rough at times." Kit hung down her head and began to cry, and Ben, though he was very much surprised to see her raise her little hand against anyone, yet came at once to her help. He put his arms round her. "She didn't like to see me being splashed; she loves me that much, for she had only me at one time, and she forgot it was wrong, didn't you, Kit? You'll see she'll make it up with him and be friends in a minute."