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46 Paddling Under Palmettos. “Shall I take you in tow?” he asked. “Not if I even have to steer with a paddle; but I think I can lay back and hold the yoke until this run is out.” t It had been a bad time for an accident, as the easterly breeze and the morning tide made the sea heavy. The inlet passed, they entered the more qutet waters of the old Hillsboro River. An old wreck was sighted, then a long island cov- ered with scrubby mangroves. This was called Sheepshead Cut. | Just beyond it they caught sight of New Smyrna. A steam yacht, which had come in through the inlet ahead of them, was just making anchor half a mile above the place. Passing by this vessel, they rounded to at about half-past three and made all snug, tying fast to a long landing, as was their custom. They spent a day here, visiting the old ruins up the river and the orange groves near by. On the next morning they were ready to start south once more. Archie had meanwhile laid in a Eomichooks: co