The Outdoor Chums on the Gulf by Captain Quincy [pseud.] Allen
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laughingly; but not one of them had the slightest fear.
"All aboard for the gulf!" called Will, as he stood by the rail watching Jerry unwarp the hawser that held the nose of the boat down-stream, another securing the stern above. Just as soon as this latter was unfastened the boat would begin to move with the rapid current, and at that time Frank wanted his engine to be working. "Ready, Frank?" called Jerry from astern. He could cast off there, recovering the rope as they moved along. The engine began to whirr. "Say, doesn't that sound encouraging?" ventured Bluff, as the cheery cough smote the air, and announced the whole power of twelve horses to be at their disposal. "I only hope she turns out one-half as good as she looks," remarked Frank, who believed that the proof of the pudding lay in the eating of it. A minute later, satisfied that everything was working, he shouted: "Let her go, Jerry!" Immediately the motor-boat commenced to glide down-stream. Frank found that his engine worked like a charm. He could apparently do anything he |
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