Paddling under Palmettos — page 266: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 257 He could speak but little English, though he seemed to understand all they said, and manifested intense interest in their boats. Archie hoisted all his sail to show him how easily the Sea Waif could leave him in the lurch, and the fellow actually laughed. _ He invited them to visit the camp. Ned engaged him in conversation, as he knew a few words of the Seminole tongue. “What say, fellows, shall we go?” ‘How far is it?” “Two hours’ journey beyond that island yonder.” “Tsay so,’ declared Dick. “We will never have another chance, boys.” “Count me in. We can afford to give a day to seeing these strange people in their homes,” put in Archie. That settled it. The Seminole seemed pleased to know that they had decided to go with him, for he was evidently anxious to show his people the beautiful little canoes. uT hey saw nothing warlike about him. Gomichoo cS (E(0)