Paddling under Palmettos — page 290: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 281 CHAPTER XXIII. GOOD-BY TO THE CRUISERS. Merrily they pushed on during the early part of the day, but it did not come so nicely later, when the strong south breeze slapped the water against their bows, and sprinkled them generously with the spray. They were veterans at this work, and kept on with long and short legs until three in the afternoon, when Ned blew a blast upon his fog horn to indicate that he had discovered a suitable spot for camping. In half an hour all of them had gathered in the little cove, where they were sheltered from the south breeze. The wind died down during the night, so that when morning came they found the lake in a dead calm. Accordingly they rolled up the sleeves of their flan- ncl shirts, opened the collars to bare their chests, and then seizing the double blades began to cleave the waters of Okeechobee for the last time. Up to noon they had seen nothing of the opening, Gomicbooks (E(0)