Our little men and women; modern methods of character building; . s had rolled away and the fullmoon glared down on the breast of the swollen river, with theTenderfoot cruising madly and its almost helpless crew. CRUISE OF THE BAFT 99 Mac took the wheel and found that the raft would stillobey, although a clumsy thing for such fine work as appearednecessary in this emergency. Heres Tony, shouted one of the boys, and sure enoughthey found the little lad huddled in a corner near the lockerwith his beloved trumpet in his arms. Has he got his horn? asked Mac. Tell him to blow allthe calls he can, s
Our little men and women; modern methods of character building; . s had rolled away and the fullmoon glared down on the breast of the swollen river, with theTenderfoot cruising madly and its almost helpless crew. CRUISE OF THE BAFT 99 Mac took the wheel and found that the raft would stillobey, although a clumsy thing for such fine work as appearednecessary in this emergency. Heres Tony, shouted one of the boys, and sure enoughthey found the little lad huddled in a corner near the lockerwith his beloved trumpet in his arms. Has he got his horn? asked Mac. Tell him to blow allthe calls he can, so the boys on shore will know where we are. Tony was glad enough to help and out over the troubledwater floated the liveliest kind of trumpet calls. Shouts on shore told the drifting boys that the troop wrason the hike. Red and Bill, each with a strong pole, stood byto ward off floating logs and other obstructions and so preventa smash that might break up the raft, which was not built forsuch heavy work. Several times there wrere collisions and Mac had everyone. BIG MAC OFF DUTY 100 CRUISE OF THE HAFT on the lookout. He thought of running her into shore, but thiswas not possible. On one side the water was swashing a steepbank, and landing on that side was out of the question. Onthe other side were bottom lands, with a great many trees. Be-tween these trees the water rushed with terrific speed. To getin among these trees would mean danger. Do you think we can land? asked Mac of his all said that the raft should be kept in the stream. Look out for the bridge two miles below. The center pieris of stone and if we hit that, its good night! said John, themap-maker and pilot. After the first alarm wore away, the boys rather enjoyedtheir wild cruise in the dark. The trumpet calls at first hadbrought responses, but now they could hear nothing from theshore. Mac chuckled as he thought of the other fellows run-ning through the wet underbrush, while the raft went alongso ea
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