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“Not a bit—only wish I’d thought of it. Was the old man pleased?” The first intimation the boys had of the approaching rapids was the increasing speed of the boat. As they looked ahead the water seemed clear and unbroken, but some current stronger than usual was hurrying them along. “I thought I saw a light ahead, Jerry,” he cried. “Way off there.”.
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Why! There he was back again. “Six minutes and eight seconds going,” he shouted, “and eight minutes and one second coming back!”I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
Satisfied, Bob let the matter rest. So far the journey, with the exception of the one upset, had proved rather tame going and both boys were a little surprised that former explorers had found it impossible to make the passage. The boy from the East rather doubted that they would meet any worse obstacles than they had already. But Jerry was more skeptical. When Bob ventured that he thought the trip was a cinch, Jerry agreed, with a reservation.
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After breakfast Johnny Blossom determined that he must walk twenty-four times back and forth on the veranda railing, the railing representing a rope stretched over Niagara Falls. Johnny walked with greatest care, his arms outstretched and his tongue in his cheek, to help him keep his balance. “The Greasers making a stand, I reckon,” was Ted Hoyt’s comment. “Probably a regular battle.” “Can you make it?” asked Bob. “We’ll have to swim.” “Who are they and why should they be worried by what happens here?” Bob wanted to know..
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