Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. A Story for Young PeopleOptic, Oliver
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Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. A Story for Young People
Optic, Oliver
Steamboats -- Juvenile fiction
"I knew we should do it, mother," replied Lawry. "Where is Ben?"
"I don't know where he is. He went away just after dinner, and I
haven't seen him since," added the mother.
"But I saw the ferry-boat go over in the middle of the afternoon."
"I know you did."
"But who went over with her?"
"I did," answered Mrs. Wilford quietly.
"You, mother?"
"Yes, Lawry; there was no one else to go, unless I called you, and I
couldn't bear to take you away from your work. I've been over in the
ferry times enough to know how to manage the boat."
"Ben said he would take care of the ferry."
"He doesn't always do as he promises," said Mrs. Wilford sadly.
Lawry thought it was very kind of his mother to run the ferry-boat,
rather than disturb him at his work; but he did not like to have her
do such labor. When he went out after supper, he found the wind was
still quite fresh, and he was afraid that some accident might happen
to the steamer in the night. If the casks got loose, she would sink
again. While he and Ethan were talking about it, Ben Wilford returned
home; and it was evident from his looks and actions that he had been
drinking too much.
CHAPTER XI
ME. SHERWOOD AND PARTY
"Well, Lawry, I don't see the steamer at the ferry-landing," said
Ben Wilford. "You know, you promised to have her up here to-night;
but I knew you wouldn't."
"We thought we wouldn't bring her up to-night," replied Lawry coldly.
"I knew you wouldn't, my boy. You didn't keep your promise."
"And you didn't keep yours."
"I didn't make any. If I'd promised to fetch that steamer up, she'd
been here."
"You promised to run the ferry, and you left it."
"No, I didn't, Lawry. Don't you talk so to me. You know too much,"
added Ben angrily. "You never will raise that steamer in two thousand
years."
"There she is," replied Lawry quietly, as he pointed in the
direction of the Goblins.
Ben looked at her; he did not seem to be pleased to find her on the
top of the water. His oft-repeated prophesy had been a failure, and
Lawry was full as smart as people said he was.
"Humph!" said he. "She isn't much of a steamboat if those barrels
brought her up."
"There she is; and I have done all I promised to do."
"What are you going to do next, Lawry?"
"I'm going to pump her out next."
"You'd better do it pretty quick, or she'll go to the bottom again,"
added Ben, as he walked into the house.
"There comes Mr. Sherwood, with the ladies," said Lawry, as he
glanced up the road.
"I congratulate you, boys," said Mr. Sherwood, as he grasped Lawry's
hand. "We gave three cheers for you on the hill, when we saw that you
had raised the _Woodville_."
"Thank you, sir. We worked pretty hard, but we were successful."
"You have done bravely," said Mrs. Sherwood. "We thought, from what
your brother said last night, that you would fail."
"Ethan and I didn't think so."
"I suppose you wouldn't sell very cheap to-night, Lawry," added Mr.
Sherwood.
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