Paddling under Palmettos — page 278: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 2609 south. It might be well for us to go back and take iy “IT believe so. We will talk it over around the camp-fire to-night.” ‘‘How about the chief of the Seminoles now?” “He was right and the map wrong. If we had followed his directions, I believe we would ere this have been on Okeechobee.” Archie said no more. The brightness of the day had fled, and their future still seemed like the com- ing night. He noticed fish gliding about the water-grasses as he paddled in the dinghy, and resolved to make use of the spear after supper while the others were discussing’ the situation, that is if he could avoid being murdered by the mosquitoes. The lantern was rigged and the dinghy made use of to convey the fish-spearer to his point. At first he miscalculated his aim badly, but upon experi- menting found out what was wrong. From that time on he improved until he was able to send the barb with as much skill as any of his more expe- rienced companions. Of course the variety of fish was nothing as com- Gomicboo <S (E(0) m