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The buoy swayed and dipped and the wind howled. Suddenly he heard a different sound and turned swiftly to look. There was a boat right off there. Oh, if only!— “Uncle Isaac has no further need of anything,” said Mother. “He died last night, little John.” “They ran home, crying, and told that you were out on the ‘red pear’; but when the postmaster had got a boat and rowed out you were gone.” “Hello there,” said Bob. “What’re you doing up here?”.