Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. a Story for Young People by Oliver Optic
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"All right!" shouted the young nautical engineer. "I feel like
giving three cheers," he added. "So do I; and we'll do it, when we get the sinker on the raft." The stone post came up "in good order and condition," and the skids were placed under it, to keep it in position for the sinking of the second hogshead. The three cheers were given with a will, and they came from the hearts of the boys. They had labored patiently for three days in gathering the material and constructing the machinery for the raising of the steamer, and their first success was a real joy. "Breakfast-time," said Lawry, as the horn sounded from the ferry-house. "I don't want any breakfast," answered Ethan. "I don't feel as though we could spare the time for eating." "Haste and waste," added Lawry, laughing. "We have got a great deal of hard work to do, and we must keep our strength. For my part, I'm hungry." "I'm not; and I'm so interested in this job that I don't like to leave. We ought to have brought our breakfast down with us." "I don't think we shall make anything by driving the work too hard. We must keep cool, and do it well. Besides, I'm liable to be called off a dozen times a day." "What for?" |
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