. The Saturday evening post. h weed. It wasa remote place, and as he drove the canoe forward a matof sweat spread, glistening, over his broad dark ignored it, as he paid no attention to his crampedposition. Lynn Graves studied this; no man could remainso long on his knees, with nothing softer between him andthe bottom of the canoe than a piece of bagging, withoutdiscomfort and active pain. The others knees were, likehis own, flesh and sinew and susceptible to aggravatedcramping; but, while with him, Graves, the hurt wouldmaster the determined performance of paddling, WesleyBeaver,
. The Saturday evening post. h weed. It wasa remote place, and as he drove the canoe forward a matof sweat spread, glistening, over his broad dark ignored it, as he paid no attention to his crampedposition. Lynn Graves studied this; no man could remainso long on his knees, with nothing softer between him andthe bottom of the canoe than a piece of bagging, withoutdiscomfort and active pain. The others knees were, likehis own, flesh and sinew and susceptible to aggravatedcramping; but, while with him, Graves, the hurt wouldmaster the determined performance of paddling, WesleyBeaver, through a stoical inheritance, could disregard, tothat extent anyhow, the flesh. Lynn Graves trolled at the entrance to the creek for along period with no result. At times his spinners ceasedplaying and he reeled in the line, freed it from the weeds;twice he changed the lure; but no maskinonge he was conscious of a sudden darkening of the airand, looking up, he saw a low bank of maroon cloud(Continued on Page 61).
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