Forest Glen; or, The Mohawk's FriendshipKellogg, Elijah
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Forest Glen; or, The Mohawk's Friendship
Kellogg, Elijah
Frontier and pioneer life -- Juvenile fiction; Quakers -- Juvenile fiction
With joyous shouts, the boys leaped on it, jumping, capering, and
yelling like wild creatures, and, seizing the poles, pushed off into
the stream. After looking at them a few minutes, Mr. Seth picked up his
tools, and went home; but Mr. Honeywood and the others sought game in
the woods.
When they came back, the boys had been some distance down the stream,
and returned, and were in the middle of the river.
"Shove the raft in here, boys," said Honeywood, "and I'll show you
something."
They did so, and Honeywood took the steering-oar, put it between the
pins, and began to scull the raft against the current at a great rate.
This was something new to the boys: they were mightily pleased, and
wanted to try their hands at it. Honeywood instructed them in a short
time. Sam, Ike, and the older boys, learned the motion, were able to
keep the oar under water, and move the raft, and kept at it till it was
time to go home.
If Mr. Seth before he made the raft (to quote an expression of the
lamented Tony) "was the goodest man that ever was," his goodness now
must have been beyond the power of language to express. The boys lay
awake half the night, telling each other of all his goodness, and
planning as to what they should do, now they had got the raft.
The next forenoon was all taken up in learning to scull, there were so
many of them to practise; then they had to talk, and fool, and fuss so
long about it. Every few minutes the oar would slip or come out of the
water while some boy was doing his "level best;" and he would fall flat
on his back, receiving a poult on the nose from the end of the oar,
that would make him see stars.
Archie Crawford was trying his hand, when Ike, who was looking at him,
exclaimed,--
"Oh, pshaw! what sculling that is! let me show you how it's done."
Seizing the oar, he made several mighty strokes; the raft was moving
lively, when one of the pins broke, and away went Ike into the river.
They now anchored the raft at a little distance from the shore, as far
as they thought they could swim, and then, diving, made for the shore.
The diving, being in a slanting direction, carried them a good part of
the distance to the bank. After practising in this manner a while, they
moved the raft a little farther from the bank; and, thus doing, they
learned to swim faster than by any other method.
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