Under Sealed Orders by H. A. (Hiram Alfred) Cody
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"Well, I don't think you could. You're not nearly as strong as I am."
With that she settled herself to the task of pulling back into the creek against the wind which was dead ahead. For some time there was silence as she toiled steadily at the oars. Gradually, however, her strokes became weaker, and she was forced to rest. "I can't do it," she gasped. "The wind is too strong." "What are we to do, then?" David asked. "Land on that shore over there. I guess we can reach it all right." Again seizing the oars, she swung the boat partly around and pointed for the shore. It was much easier now, and she made considerable progress. The wind increased in strength, and at times the water dashed over the side of the boat. To add to their discomfort the rain began to fall, and by the time the shore was reached their clothes were wet, and David felt cold. "Help me pull up the boat," Betty ordered. "We'll tie it to that tree, and then we'll look around for some shelter. There's a raftsman's cabin not far away, and maybe we can stay there." With the boat securely fastened, they made their way along the shore until they came to a path leading up from the water. Following this through the bushes, they soon reached an open space, and there before them appeared a small building covered with tarred paper. "That's the place," Betty exclaimed, "and I know there is a stove there |
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