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? ? ? ? "He's white."

? ? ? ? "I reckon we'll go and see for ourselves."

? ? ? ? "I wish you would," says I, "because it's pap that's there, and maybe you'd help me tow the raft ashore where the light is. He's sick- and so is mam and Mary Ann."

? ? ? ? "Oh, the devil! we're in a hurry, boy. But I s'pose we've got to. Come- buckle to your paddle, and let's get along."

? ? ? ? I buckled to my paddle and they laid to their oars. When we had made a stroke or two, I says:

? ? ? ? "Pap'll be mighty much obleeged to you, I can tell you. Everybody goes away when I want them to help me tow the raft ashore, and I can't do it by myself."

? ? ? ? "Well, that's infernal mean. Odd, too. Say, boy, what's the matter with your father?"

? ? ? ? "It's the- a- the- well, it ain't anything, much."

? ? ? ? They stopped pulling.


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