Paddling under Palmettos — page 158: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 151 a gentleman who had left Captain Richards’ place a day or two before their arrival, bound for Jupiter on a fishing trip. He was from Somerville, Naat and had a companion along. They had come on to Jupiter in a small catboat belonging to Eden. Fle was made welcome. In camp good-fellowship generally becomes the rule, and seldom are visitors received in anything but a friendly spirit. This party proved to be good company, and know- ing the fishing ground was able to give the skippers of the mosquito fleet valuable advice. Around them was the great wilderness. Beyond the inmates of the lighthouse, and those on board a couple of sharpies that had come in over the bar and were lying to, waiting for daylight ere attempting the pas- sage of the Narrows. Probably not a human soul could have been found for miles around, unless it was some wandering alligator hunter in the vast tangle along the little river emptying into the In- dian near Jupiter Inlet. Breakfast was cooked in company, for it was a re- lief to be out of the boats. The tide promised to be favorable in an hour, so Gomicbooks (E(0)