Roy Blakeley by Percy Keese Fitzhugh
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right side up on the mud while he bailed it out by splashing in it
with his hands and afterwards making them into a cup. After that it was easy drifting up stream and when he got to about a quarter of a mile below the boathouse, he managed to paddle over to the shore and then he pulled himself along by holding on to the weeds and things. "You had a pretty narrow escape," Pee-wee said. "It was a narrow boat, why shouldn't he have a narrow escape," I said; "I had a good wide escape, anyway." "Didn't you have your hat with you to bail with?" somebody asked Artie. "All I had was my copy of Initiation Drill," he said. "Why didn't you drill a hole in the boat then," I said. "What for?", Pee-wee shouted. "So the water could get out as fast as it came in". "What are you talking about? You're crazy!" he yelled. "There should be two holes in every boat," Connie Bennet said, in that slow way he has; "one for the water to come in and the other so it can get out." Gee-williger! You should have seen Pee-wee. |
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