Penny Dreadfuls, 1901 · page 274 of 299
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Paddling Under Palmettos. 265 first move was to work off in a southwestern direc- tion. The first line of open water running to the left, they entered. ‘This soon brought them to another ectuary that ran in a general direction the same way as that they had been following when they were brought to a halt. When it came time to camp they had not found any impediment here, but their hopes were not al- lowed to run away with reason. Around the fire they told stories and cracked jokes as usual. The ground not being suitable for sleeping, they determined to spend the night aboard their craft, where they could be sure of comfortable beds, at least. What would the morrow bring forth? This was the question each asked himself as he climbed into his canoe and settled down under the blankets. It was all very well to be cheerful, but they ought to look the difficulty squarely in the face. To be lost in a labyrinthine Florida swamp was no child’s play. One could wander about here in a Gomicbooks (E(@) m