The Hero of Panama: A Tale of the Great CanalBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
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The Hero of Panama: A Tale of the Great Canal
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Panama Canal (Panama) -- Juvenile fiction
"Let us suppose then that they are here, sir," said Jim thoughtfully, as
he cut his engine down till it did little more than just turn round.
"What is the next movement? To try and find them in that lagoon would be
to set oneself the task of discovering a needle in a haystack. There is
no chance, even with a bright moon, unless they happened to steam out
into the centre. It seems to me that for to-night at least we have come
to the end of our efforts."
"Quite so; I agree. We'll haul in somewhere and tie up. We shall all be
glad of food and drink. Now, where is a likely place?"
"Right here, I should say," declared Jim briskly. "In the first place,
we're in a sort of tunnel, which, therefore, is not easy to discover.
Then we lie right in the track those men would take if they were making
out to sea. In fact, it's a blockade; we've bottled them so long as we
occupy this channel."
It was not a matter which admitted of discussion, seeing that the
suggestion was so full of common sense. The Major swiftly realized that
fact, and promptly agreed to act upon it.
"Couldn't do better," he said. "Now, see here, boys, we've got to take
some precautions. In the first place, we want food cooked, and that
means lighting a fire; for no cooking can be done aboard this craft. It
wouldn't be safe with our tanks filled with gasolene. Suppose we pitch
our camp right away in amongst the trees, where a fire couldn't be
easily seen; then we'll tie the launch up right across the stream.
She'll reach from bank to bank easily. A man can keep watch aboard her
while the rest of the party turn in; how's that, Jim?"
"The very thing, I guess. Say, Major, I'm real hungry; don't mind how
soon I sit down to a feed. See here, Ching; jest you and Tom collect
those kettles and things, and take off into the trees. Sam, get along
with them, and make sure you've chosen a spot where there's plenty of
thick stuff about. Supposing we walk along to the edge of the lagoon,
Major. By the time we've had a good look round they'll have the boat
moored in position and the fire going. There's just a chance that we
might have the luck to catch a sight of those two slippery fellows. It's
almost as light as day out there, and they might be still moving."
Swinging themselves ashore the two made their way along the edge of the
stream slowly and carefully. Indeed, a good deal of care and of agility
was required, for the bank was lined by a tangled mass of vegetation
which often enough obstructed their path; but as both had encountered
the same before, they had brought with them long cutting knives with
which to sever the creepers. Underfoot they found the ground firm and
even stony in places, while to their right the land seemed to rise
abruptly. As to the lagoon, when once they were free of the long,
tunnel-like archway of trees leading to the sea, they came into
uninterrupted view of the huge expanse of water, for the moon was now
well up, and flooded the scene.
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