Paddling under Palmettos — page 46: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. AI Then in he went. The canoe, lightened by this act, was readily pulled over the bar. When deeper water was reached Archie clambered in again, think- ing he had got off pretty easily. Hardly had he seated himself before bang! and — he was high up on another oyster reef. More tracking followed. This time he thought he would look out, but the wind caught his sail, and, ere he could prevent the catastrophe, he was for the third time brought to a sudden stoppage, with a ter- rible grinding noise that almost palsied him. This would never do. His boat, being only of light cedar, could not long stand such rough usage. Evidently he must devise some other means of es- cape or else stay where he was until the tide arose, which would not be for hours. First of all he realized that he had no use for either sail until free from these oyster beds—they » only swept him on the next bar, so he stowed them out of the way. By this time he had also discovered that the bars ran out from the larboard shore and were some forty feet apart. Between them the water was from three to six feet deep. His only available course, therefore, was to take GOmichboo “S (E(0) m