Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. a Story for Young People by Oliver Optic
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him with considerable interest, declaring that it was useless to look
for what had not been lost. "You had better go up and see Mr. Sherwood now," said Mr. Wilford. "I have been up, and he was not at home." "You better go again, then." "He has gone to Port Henry after the new steamer." "Has he got a pilot?" "Not that I know of." "He can't get one at Port Henry," said the ferryman. "I suppose he is going to pilot her himself." "He will pilot her on the rocks, then. He don't know anything about Lake Champlain. Why don't you row up the lake till you meet the boat?" "I was thinking of doing so, but I can't keep this money out of my mind." "Why need you trouble yourself about that?" demanded the father impatiently. "It was lost in your boat, and I am very anxious that it should be found. I'm sure Mr. Randall thinks you've got it." |
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