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p in the boat and scanning the surface, including the nearest shore-- that on our left, where the trees came right down to the water. They stopped together, and let the boat drift slowly with the current downward and backward, till all at once there was a light puff of hot wind which filled the sail, and we mastered the current, once more gliding slowly up stream, with the water pattering against the sides and bows. But there was no sign of Pete, and having failed to take any bearings, or to remember by marks on the shore whereabouts he had gone down, we were quite at fault, so that when the wind failed again and the boat drifted back, it was impossible to say where we had seen the last of the poor lad. I felt choking. Something seemed to rise in my throat, and I could only sit there dumb and motionless, till all at once, as the wind sprang up again, filled the sail, and the boat heeled over, the necessity of doing something to steer her and keep her in the right direction sent a thrill through me, and I did what I ought to have done before. For, as the water rattled again under the bows and we glided on, I shouted aloud-- "Pete, lad, where are you?" "Ahoy!" came from a distance higher up, farther than we could have deemed possible after so much sailing. "Hooray!" shouted the carpenter. "Why he's got ashore yonder." "Where did the hail come from, Nat?" said my uncle, with a sigh of relief. "Seemed to be from among the trees a hundred yards forward there to the left." "Run her close in, then, and hail, my lad," he cried. He had hardly spoken before the wind failed again, and they bent to their oars. "Where are you, Pete?" I shouted. "Here, among the trees," came back, and I steered the boat in the direction, eagerly searching the great green wall of verdure, but seeing nothing save a bird or two. "Are you ashore?" I shouted. "Nay! It's all water underneath me. Come on, sir. Here I am." A few more strokes of the oars ran us close in beneath the pendent boughs, and the next minute the carpenter caught hold of one of the overhanging branches and kept the boat there, while Pete descended from where he had climbed, to lower himself into the boat and sit down shivering and dripping. "Thought he'd got me, sir," he said, looking white. "I dived down, though, and only come up once, but dove again so as to come up under the trees; and then I found a place where I could pull myself up
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