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Tom Swift and His Motor-Boat, or, the Rivals of Lake Carlopa by Victor [pseud.] Appleton
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Tom and Ned, in the speedy ARROW, cruised along the lakeshores all
that morning. At noon they, went ashore, made a temporary camp
and arranged to spend the night there in the tent. After this was
erected they got out their fishing tackle and passed the afternoon
at that sport, having such good luck that they provided their own
supper without having to depend on canned stuff.

They lived this life for three days, making a new camp each night,
being favored with good weather, so that they did not have to
sleep in the boat to keep dry. On the afternoon of the third
day Tom, with a critical glance at the sky, remarked:

"I shouldn't be surprised if it rained to-morrow, Ned."

"Me either. It does look sort of hazy, and the wind is in a bad
quarter."

"Then what do you say to heading for the hotel? I fancy dad will
be glad to see us." "That suits me. We can start camp life again
after the storm passes."

They started for Sandport that afternoon. When within about two
miles of the hotel dock Tom saw, just ahead of them, a small
motor-boat. Ned observed it too and called out:

"S'pose that's Andy looking for another race?"

"No, the boat's too small for his. We'll put over that way and
see who it is."
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