Paddling under Palmettos — page 208: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 201 others understood that the Hillsboro’ was at hand, and in five minutes they were floating on its bosom. Plainly they could hear the boom of the surf, but the white-caps were out of sight. ‘This is what I call luck,” said Archie, enthusias- tically. “It 1s a thousand times better than hanging out upon the coast there, where we got that searching wind,’ answered Ned. They were one and all ready to acknowledge this. Being far enough from the coast line the trees broke the force of that keen wind rushing in from the northeast, and rendered their position comfortable. They paddled along until the position they wanted was discovered, when they drew the boats upon the shore and proceeded to make a new camp. In this way the balance of the day was passed, but what cared they? The sun was warm, and they felt comfortable. Archie, seized with a desire to fish, got his heavy bass tackle in readiness. Then, entering the little dinghy which the captain towed behind his boat—a seven-foot Douglass folding canoe—he paddled along the river. Gomichbooks (E(0)