Paddling under Palmettos — page 190: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 183 vored. The breeze had sent them a score of miles on their way. At about one o’clock they sighted a building an the shore. This was House of Refuge No. 3. Archie had seen No. 1, not far from Sebastian, on the strip of land between the Indian River and the sea. No. 2 was situated about opposite Waveland, at Gilbert’s bar, just below where the new Santa Lu- cia inlet has of more recent years been opened through the enterprise of the pineapple growers along the coast. Here shipwrecked mariners could be taken care of in their time of trouble. The favorable breeze still held out, and they be- san to hope that the whole forty miles would be made without trouble. The old captain looked over his shoulder pretty often, and it was evident that he at least had some fears of achange. There were perhaps ten miles to be sailed, and it was two o’clock in the afternoon. Archie all at once became aware that his progress had changed—he was no longer making such fast time. When he turned to the others he found they were Gomicbooks (E(0)