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The Outdoor Chums on the Gulf by Captain Quincy [pseud.] Allen
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wanted with it, and the whole apparatus seemed more like a plaything than
a powerful motor.

"A good beginning. Hope it keeps up," remarked Bluff.

"Me for a life on the ocean wave," sang Jerry as he coiled the rope
ship-shape, and then going forward climbed up on the bow to look out
for "snags."

There were numerous abrupt bends to the river just below the Florida
town, and with that swift current it was difficult to navigate around
these places successfully. By degrees, of course, Frank expected to
become more familiar with both the engine and the only way these things
could be successfully met. He was always wide-awake, and eager to learn.

Jerry had perched himself on the forward rail, where he could survey the
scenery. Will had his camera in his hand, and seemed ready to snap off
any remarkable picture that presented itself to his vision. He was keen
on taking some views that would embrace the weird, hanging Spanish moss,
though Frank told him to have patience, and any number of these would
come in time.

There was not the least warning when the shock came. The boat suddenly
brought up with a bang on some hidden snag, and as Frank involuntarily
shut off the power he had a rapid view of poor Jerry taking a header over
the rail. Immediately after, a tremendous splash announced that he had
struck the water all right; indeed, as he sprawled with hands and legs
outstretched, one would half suspect it was a gigantic frog that leaped
from the boat into the deep river.

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