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56 Paddling Under Palmettos. “Oh! I knew it was no use going after them. Be- sides, it’s going to rain.” Sure enough, the sprinkle became heavier, the thunder rolled, and the lightning flashed. “The fire can’t stand that. It’s lucky we’ve got our boat tents up. We'll have to eat and sleep »] aboard to-night again,” said sage Ned. Each man cooked his own supper. A curious thing was noticed here. ‘The early evening was dark, and with each flash of lightning there was a sudden rush of fish in the water, sound- ing like the whir of giant paddle wheels—indeed, the cove seemed to be fairly boiling. Morning showed a fair prospect. After a thunder ) storm, Dick said, came a “‘norther,”’ and it seemed as though he were correct, for the wind had shifted to the north, which was, of course, favorable. They got under way after breakfast, and reached Cocoa about ten o’clock, landing here for a supply of water, some oranges, and a few groceries. Again the three canoes cut the water under main- sail alone, keeping well together, in case of accident. Merritt’s Island covered their left, and after pass- ing Rockledge they stood over to the other shore, Gomicbooks. co m