They had seen the fog rolling down the coast shortly after the Maggie had rounded Pilar Point at sunset and headed rth. Captain Scraggs has been steamboating too many unprofitable years on San Francisco Bay, the Suisun and San Pablo sloughs and dogholes and the Sacramento River to be deceived as to the character of that fog, and he remarked as much to Mr. Gibney. We'd better turn back to Halfmoon Bay and tie up at the dock, he added. Calamity howler! retorted Mr. Gibney and gave the wheel a spoke or two. Scraggsy, you're eugh to make a real sailor sick at the stomach.