Paddling under Palmettos — page 62: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. ay as they would from this time on be better able to find good anchorage ground there. The mouth of Banana Creek was passed, and they kept down the coast line. All the while they could hear the booming of the surf, for, at times, only a stretch of a few hundred yards separated them from the ocean. Finally the wind whipped around to southeast and at last died out entirely, leaving the cruisers at a point of land nearly opposite Melbourne. The ca- noes were anchored north of the sand-spit and the crew waded ashore to cook supper. The cast-net was brought into requisition, and while Archie carried a lantern Ned used the net, cap- turing a mess of fair mullet. Then the fish-spear was rigged, a lantern, with a reflector made to throw light down into the water, brought into play, and for half an hour they had as much sport as one could wish prodding the finny denizens of the river. Tiring of it at length, they turned in. At midnight Archie awoke. What was that? “Sea Watf ahoy?’ He poked his head out of the tent. Gomichboo <S) (E(0)