The Banner Boy Scouts Afloat - or, the Secret of Cedar Island by George A. Warren
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"Rotten luck!" exploded Jud Elderkin, as he looked helplessly around, as
if to see whether a fellow could at least jump ashore; but since ten feet of that ooze lay on either side, he failed to get much encouragement. "Ahoy, _Speedwell_, you'll have to give us a lift!" called Paul, making a megaphone out of his hands. "Y-y-yes, t-t-turn about's f-f-fair p-p-play," added Bluff, waving his bugle. "We p-p-pulled you off, and n-n-now you g-g-got to return the f-f-favor." "Listen!" said Paul, sharply; "Jack's calling something." And as they all lined up along the side of the _Comfort_ they heard Jack's voice come across the forty feet of water and mud, saying: "Only wish we could, Commodore; but sad to say, we're stuck about as fast in this lovely mess as you are, and can't budge her an inch!" CHAPTER VIII WHAT THE WATER GAUGE SHOWED "Well, here is a pretty kettle of fish!" grunted the disgusted Jud. "We seem to take to sandbars and mud flats today to beat the band." |
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