VACATION DAYS. Up with your helm there, Noddy! Luff her up or you'll have the Curlew on the rocks! That's right, luff! cried Billy Raynor, adding his voice to Jack Ready's command. That's what I luff to do, grinned the red-headed, former Bowery waif, Noddy Nipper, as, with a dexterous motion, he jerked over the tiller of the fine, speedy sloop in which the boys were enjoying a sail on Alexandria Bay, above the Thousand Islands.