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52 Paddling Under Palmettos. cry of the night heron, sweeping along the shore in search of food. In the middle of the night they were aroused by the wash and odor of a steamer that had just come in from below. Dick declared she must have a cargo of carbolic acid aboard. Up at daybreak and disappointed to find it a dead _calm, they proceeded to put in their time seeing Titusville. This was a small task and easily finished. “Look out yonder. Isn’t that a breeze?’ asked Archie, about nine o'clock. “Ves, and from the south, too,’ returned Ned, ruefully. It was determined to make sail at once, and at > least find some place where they could camp ashore. After working for some hours and only making about six nnles, they drew up under the lee of a point. Wading ashore, they built a fire and had their supper here. Archie was for fishing, and, with the cast-net, succeeded in procuring some mullet for bait. With these he started in. Before ten minutes had gone by, the others heard Gomicbooks.co