Paddling under Palmettos — page 177: what you’re looking at

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170 Paddling Under Palmettos. skipper from a ducking, added, of course, to his good seamanship. The four little craft of the mosquito fleet went over the bar in gallant style. Archie found the Sea Waf rushing through the seething, tumbling water. How big the waves seemed, now that he was among them. He could hear a trumpet blown from the light- house, as if to encourage them, and was the only one who got hold of his battered horn to send back a response. For a brief space of time he was in the midst of foaming waters. They even washed his deck, but the coaming around the cockpit and the canvas apron he had drawn about him, prevented any drops from entering the boat. ‘Then he passed beyond. Huis boat still rose and fell upon the rollers, but he had gone beyond the bar. All were safe. The wind was in the northwest and blowing a gen- tle sailing breeze. Things could not have been more propitious, and yet all of them had experienced the Gomichbooks (E(@) m