. St. Nicholas [serial]. answered Piney. Ive gotan idea in my head. You re always getting ideas in your head,grumbled Kyle ; but he did as he was bidden, forit was clear that of those two boys, Piney Hunterwas decidedly the leader. It took but a few minutes to gather an armfulof dry bark, and Piney hurried toward the dropped his load on a dry spot in the bottom. 48 AMONG THE LAKES. [November, Next he picked up a long, wide, flat board,which lay there, and laid it across the boat. Itreached over for nearly a foot on either side. There s your deck, Kyle, said Piney. Nowfor your fire. The
. St. Nicholas [serial]. answered Piney. Ive gotan idea in my head. You re always getting ideas in your head,grumbled Kyle ; but he did as he was bidden, forit was clear that of those two boys, Piney Hunterwas decidedly the leader. It took but a few minutes to gather an armfulof dry bark, and Piney hurried toward the dropped his load on a dry spot in the bottom. 48 AMONG THE LAKES. [November, Next he picked up a long, wide, flat board,which lay there, and laid it across the boat. Itreached over for nearly a foot on either side. There s your deck, Kyle, said Piney. Nowfor your fire. The pieces of bark were quickly heaped up onthe board, and a match and a wisp of paper fromPineys pockets did the rest. The fire was there. you to stop till you ve done speaking your for it. As he said that, Piney shoved the boat awayfrom the shore, and the bark began to blaze andsmoke. The boy—began Kyle, in a somewhat un-steady voice, as he stood up, striking an attitude,behind the small bonfire on the THE BOV STOOD ON THE BURNING DECK But, objected Kyle, steadying himself in theboat, that is nt enough of a deck to give afellow a fair show, and you ve made so much fireI cant stand on it. Cant help that, said Piney. You canstand close to it. And you can make believethere are masts and sails on fire over your 11 be your father, and I m dead and cant tell The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had flames that lit the batdes wreck Shone round him Ough—ough—ough—ough—look a-here, PineyHunter, you ve swung the boat around so thewind blows the smoke in my face. I 11 cough myhead off—ough—ough ! I guess the real boy in the story must havehad a coughing spell before the ship blew up,said Piney. Go ahead. This ship wont blowup. Not till you finish your piece. •879-1 AMONG THE LAKES. 49 There was no help for it, Piney seemed so verydetermined; and so Kyle went bravely on for sev-eral stanzas, but just as he was exclaiming,—
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