Paddling under Palmettos — page 32: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 27 gain, and the pilgrim returned laden down with the fruits of his victory, and proud to show the marks of the dogs’ teeth upon his spruce blade. It was the first adventure of the cruise. The little fleet was under way at one o’clock, and skimming along over the white-capped waves of the majestic St. Johns, with Ned in the van and Archie bringing up the rear, he being somewhat of a novice, although he had sailed before and was willing to fol- low where his comrades led as long as he could keep his snug craft right side up. Let us give what few particulars are necessary here and be done with it, as much of a more inter- esting nature remains to be told. These three young fellows constituted the canoe club of a town in New York State not a great dis- tance from Lake George. They were known as the Red Jackets, in honor of that famous old Indian orator of the Six Nations. Upon their sails as a totem they had stitched a life-like representation of the head of a red fox. Ned was captain, Dick the mate, and Archie the balance of the club, honors which his broad shoul- COLMIELXOOLMKS