Paddling under Palmettos — page 160: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 153 True, he hauled in a hundred pounds of fish, but saved only one, having no use for the others. Finally he quit and joined the others on the shore, they having given it up before. Dick had been watching him. “Well, what do you think of it!” he asked. “The fishing is immense, but the sport—bah! Trout and bass in the clear streams of the North can never be compared to it.” Dick grunted. ‘“Glad to see you’re so sensible. Still, this is a ereat country for ye cruiser.” Archie was ready to admit that—water there was in plenty, open water, when the North lay in winter’s cold embrace, and many of the days were balmy enough to suit the most critical. Yes, Florida had charms that no other State could lay claim to, since California offers little opportunities to the midget cruiser. Gomicboo cS (E(0)