Paddling under Palmettos — page 56: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 51 steamboating, but of little service to sailboats when working against a head wind. Passing through this, Mosquito Lagoon opened before them—a wide, solitary expanse of water, very shallow in the middle. They sailed down this, and at noon came to the Haulover Canal, through which they passed, stop- ping at the farther end to eat lunch near the great dredge. ‘This was the new “Haulover,”’ the old one being some miles farther south. The inner man satisfied, they again set sail, and now found themselves upon the broad, placid bosom of the wonderful and romantic Indian River, several miles broad at this point, and five below Titusville. With a light but agreeable wind they made fair progress, reaching Titusville some hours before sun- down of the same day. | Here they found letters from home. The wind had died out entirely, so that the night seemed very still as, anchored to the long dock in their usual way, they sat in their boats close together for a con- sultation. Sounds were heard about them—the splash of the mullet, the croak of the mud hen, and the strange | iy ~ > 0 ies Pa ei GComicboo <S (E(0)