noon
Fading events held little interest for him , since the mill could never grind again with the water that was past . In the morning the big sound looked smooth enough to tempt them upon its treacherous bosom . The crossing was made with ease ; and later on came Sapelo with its particular troubles , the wind having risen meanwhile . But the boats proved seaworthy , and the young Corinthians who manned them had learned many a valuable lesson from past experiences ; so that by noon they had navigated this dangerous sheet of water and were well along their way . `` There 's a lighthouse away over there , Jack , '' announced Josh , pointing ahead . `` Yes ; that must be Doboy Light , and the sound of the same name will be the next to take our attention , boys , '' Jack replied , composedly , as though he had the entire map of the coast region impressed on his mind by now . `` Is there any end to 'em ? ''