Will snapped the camera shutter.
"That"s all. Didn"t feel it, did you, George?"
"Not so"s I kin notice, suh. An" will dat show me an" de leetle shack w"en it"s done fixed?" asked the fugitive wonderingly, eyeing the camera with respect.
"Fine. And if you leave me your address, or that of your married daughter up in Chattanooga, I promise to send you a copy later on, George."
"Oh! I"ll do dat, ma.r.s.e, "deed I will! Nebber hed my pictur" took yet. My gal, she"ll be sure surprised tuh see dat!" exclaimed the negro, still grinning.
"Well, we had better go now. Are you sure you can paddle me around to where the boat is tied up, George?"
"Easy as fallin" off"n a log, suh. Git dar in "bout a hour er so." And George dipped deeply, with the air of one who was accustomed to the paddle.
Indeed, Will learned presently that he had a dugout canoe hidden near by, and in which he was accustomed to navigate the intricate channels of the great swamp. He had lived out here some time, and knew the place thoroughly.
Will was sensible enough not to mention the fact that the sheriff and his posse, together with the two bloodhounds, had pa.s.sed along that morning.
Had he done so, the negro might have taken the alarm, and declined to accompany him farther.
Things had turned out well, after all. If he had a faculty for tumbling into a sc.r.a.pe, at least he was usually fortunate enough to get out again all right.
Before the hour was really up they came out of the swamp, and in sight of the tied-up motorboat. At sight of the dinghy the three boys gave shouts of delight.
"Tell me about that, will you!" said Jerry, as he stared at Will, seated comfortably in the bow of the short little craft, while the old negro, crouching in a limited area farther aft, plied the spruce paddle. "He comes back in style, with a guide to show him the way!"
"Better that than to stay in that gloomy place, eh, Frank? Oh, I got lost, all right, but happened to find the shack of our good friend George, who rescued me."
"Ain"t he the honest chap, though? Ready to acknowledge the corn, no matter what the consequences," declared Bluff.
"And I promised George some more of our extra provisions, if you have no objections, fellows. He"s going to start for Chattanooga right off. I didn"t mention about the sheriff and his posse, for I was afraid it might alarm the poor fellow. Better not say anything to him about it," remarked Will aside.
"And they don"t want him, anyhow. Give George just what you and Frank think we can spare. I feel sorry for the old man, too. Say! did you get his photo this time, Will?" asked Jerry.
"Thank you, I did, and standing beside that wonderful shack, made of palmetto leaves. I"m glad to see that you"re beginning to take an interest in my work. Keep it up, Jerry. We"ll all enjoy the pictures later on," remarked Will.
The boys had eaten lunch, but that did not deter them from getting another ready, and both Will and the negro did full justice to it.
"Here, George, is the package of food for you to carry on your long trip.
And I want you to take this, also. It"s only five dollars, but it may help out on the way to Chattanooga," said Will, slipping the bill into the old fellow"s black hand.
George looked at it as though he could not believe his eyes.
"Five dollahs! Gorry! dat am mo" dan I done see dis t"ree yeahs, suh!
Five dollahs! If I kin on"y keep dat till I sees my gal, Cleopatrick, how her eyes"ll stick out!" he said, scratching his white wool in delight, while his eyes glistened.
"Say that name again, will you?" murmured Jerry, gripping the arm of Frank as if taken suddenly ill.
"Cleopatrick. Dat"s my darter, suh. She merried a right smart n.i.g.g.e.r, an"
he"s got a barber shop up dar. His name it am Samuel Parker White, an" if so be yuh ebber wants tuh send me one ob dat pictur", jest drap it dar.
I"s over-whelmed wid gratefulness, "deed I is. Dey won"t ebber be troubled wif George Duval "round these diggin"s ag"in, dat"s so, suh."
"But think of the henroosts up there about poor old Chattanooga," said Jerry in Frank"s ear, though the latter frowned at him for saying it.
After a short time old George took his departure on foot. He said that it was his intention to start immediately for the North. He had a few things at his shack he wanted to get, when he would depart from the soil of Florida forever.
"Happy Florida!" muttered the irrepressible Jerry.
Nevertheless, each of them shook the old darky"s hand, in parting, and wished him the best of good luck.
"Well, what had we better do, boys?" asked Frank when they found themselves once more alone.
"I"m for getting out," said Will.
"That surprises me some, for it was you who wanted to stay," remarked Bluff.
"Well, we stayed, didn"t we? I only want to mention the fact that I"m satisfied, if the rest of you are. I"ve secured all the swamp scenes I care for," retorted Will.
"I say move on. We can find a better place than this to sleep to-night.
Why, the skeeters nearly carried me away last night," declared Jerry.
"And I"m beginning to be anxious, myself, for a glimpse of that wonderful gulf, not to say a taste of those delicious oysters," put in Bluff.
"That settles it, then. Let"s get the things aboard, and drop downstream a few miles, anyway."
Frank suited his action to his words by picking up some of the cooking utensils and starting to clean them. This task was soon accomplished, and by degrees all their property that had been taken ash.o.r.e was stowed away on the boat.
Then finally, Jerry, whose business it seemed to be to mind the hawsers, unfastened the rope that held the bow of the boat, still pointing with the current, just as they had stopped.
"Tell me when!" he called out as he stood by to repeat this maneuver with the second hawser at the stern.
The motor began to chug away cheerily.
"There"s life about that sound, all right," laughed Will, who had been impressed with the dreadful monotony and stillness of the swamp.
"Let her loose!" called Frank, at the wheel.
So they once more started toward the open sea. There were still quite a few miles to be traversed, however, before they could set eyes on that same open water. The river was as "crooked as a New York alderman"s record," as Jerry declared, and so it was that in order to advance five miles in a straight line they were compelled to navigate three times that distance on the water.
When the afternoon had waned they found a good place for a halt.
Again they cooked a royal supper. When four healthy boys are off on a lark of this sort the subject of eating is always one of their chief concerns, which must account for the s.p.a.ce which it occupies in records of cruising and camping trips.
Will did not go ash.o.r.e that evening. Indeed, somehow, none of them cared to stay alone, though Jerry did build up quite a roaring fire, just because he was fond of seeing the flames leap up in frolic.
As before, they divided the night into four watches, and this time Will chose to take the one that would bring him on deck from about midnight to two.
When it came his turn he sat there holding his camera faithfully, and hoping for something to happen; but it did not come, and he was finally forced to arouse Bluff to take his place.
The latter did so rather unwillingly. Bluff was unusually sleepy, it seemed, and inclined to believe that this watch business was all humbug, anyway. What did they need to fear? Possibly there was not a human being within five miles of where the motor-boat was tied up.