Paddling under Palmettos — page 267: what you’re looking at

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258 Paddling Under Palmettos. True, he had a gun in his boat, and some game, but his looks were docile enough. They remembered what th- “pineapple man of Eden” had said about them, and could believe he knew whereof he spoke. So the voyage was continued, and having rounded the island, beating up into the wind for a time, they drew near the home of the Seminoles. Here they were greeted by the rest of the camp. Half a dozen men, twice as many squaws, and a host of papooses constituted the whole settlement. They were a harmless lot, subsisting by hunting and fishing. Back on the island they had quite a garden, and the boys soon found that, as of yore, among the noble North American Indians, the lordly warriors made the squaws do all the manual labor therein. They spent this night at the camp, but slept each in his boat, not that they feared thievery, but be- cause it promised a more comfortable bed than the shore, and they smiled when they saw that the In- dians used mosquito nets. Gomicbooks co