Paddling under Palmettos — page 199: what you’re looking at

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192 Paddling Under Palmettos. Archie ran to help him Just then he saw Ned some distance below and working the Sachem up on the sand. Between them they got the captain’s boat high up beyond the water’s reach. Where was Dick? Could it be possible that he had met with an ac- cident? Such things will happen to the best of men, whether veteran canoeists or novices. ‘The turn of a wrist may bring about a catastrophe, or avoid it, and at such times as these the mind has to think like a flash and the hand be quick to obey. Still none of them could believe Dick had been swamped. Anxiously they looked up and down the shore where the wild waves were breaking, and then a welcome sound broke upon their ears. It was the toot-toot of Dick’s fog horn. “There he comes!” laughed Ned. Looking out, Archie saw the gallant Bet sweeping in upon the crest of a billow larger than any that had preceded it. Just like Dick to wait for such a monster. Archie fairly held his breath as he watched his Gomicbooks co