Paddling under Palmettos — page 200: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 193 friend come in. Dick sprang overboard at the right moment and speedily snatched the faithful Bet from the jaws of the hungry waters. “Hip, hip, hurrah! All safe!” he called. ‘Everything is lovely.” ‘And the goose hangs high.” They now proceeded to lift the boats one at a time, and carry them to a point where the waves could never reach them, after performing which. duty they found time to look around and see what manner of place they had reached. It did not differ in any material respect from other spots with which they had become familiar. ‘There were palmetto trees back of the beach, and under these they could make a camp. Perhaps an hour still remained of daylight, and working with a will they got their camp in order. None too soon were the boats carried up and tilted over to form a shield against the wind, with the canvas and sails fastened so as to shelter them from the rain. The storm came howling down, and with it the rain. In torrents fell the latter, but our cruisers had taken time by the forelock. Their tent being cov- Gomichboo S) (E(0)