Paddling under Palmettos — page 103: what you’re looking at

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96 Paddling Under Palmettos. When noon came they hauled in near a couple of turtlers’ cabins. Lunch was eaten and they put to sea again, but the wind was working so to the south that even hardy Dick confessed it was foolish to buck against it. Progress under such circumstances is dearly bought, and on the Indian River, especially, it pays to wait for a fair breeze. They anchored in the mud, but the prospect of spending the night in this exposed position was not very acceptable to one who liked solid comfort as much as Dick. A mile below, on the other shore, they saw what seemed to be a cove. “This is no canoe weather, Dick, and I don’t like the idea of sleeping here. We might go ashore, but my canoe bed is the most comfortable. What say?” “ld propose cutting across for that cove. This deuced wind may hold us for days, and we want to be comfortable.” _ “Well, if you say so, lead on. But please be care- ful.” 3 “T think we can risk it with the dandy. Secure everything, for it’s wild enough out in the middle. Gomicbooks Go