Paddling under Palmettos — page 186: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 179 minds, and they felt that from this time on they would have to be more careful how they tramped the jungle where so many hidden perils lurked. The days passed pleasantly, and the evenings were one round of amusement, for around a roaring camp-fire, with the canoes pulled up on the shore, they sang and joked, and listened to the captain’s ~ droll yarns of past experience, until the waning stars warned them that it was time to seek their couches. Dick, from force of habit, persisted in sleeping aboard the Bet each night, but the others took to the tent shelter, such as it was, and in front of which burned their fire. | They soon came to the end of their stay, and be- gan to get ready for the still more perilous outside passage to Biscayne Bay. Archie had learned all he could at the lake, and was ready to go on. It would be their last outside trip. If they reached this place in safety, they meant to ascend the Miami River, and by means of the map possessed by the party, cross the Everglades to Lake Okeechobee, an amazingly bold enterprise for such diminutive craft. Gomicbooks (E(0)