"I just saw Wyckoff sneaking behind that shed," Jack replied.
CHAPTER XII
SAVED BY A STRANGER
"Look, Harry," Arnold cried as they rowed along. "See the palm leaf fans
all growing in bunches on shore there."
"Those must be what they call 'Palmettos,'" answered Harry.
"Are they good to eat?" was Arnold's query.
"Not that I know of," Harry replied, "unless some native animal here
wants to commit suicide. They are rough and have barbs growing on the
leaf stems. They do resemble palm leaf fans with streamers on the edge.
We won't bother them, though."
"Surely not," responded Arnold. "But look at that tree with all the gray
washing hanging on it. Looks for all the world like all the kitchen
mechanics and pot wrestlers in the world had hung their dirty dish
cloths on it to dry. And there's another--and another--and another," he
exclaimed.
"I know what that is," announced Harry. "That's the Spanish moss we've
heard about! At last, we're getting closer to the Treasure Chest. At
least we've found something Spanish."
"Pull in toward the shore," requested Arnold. "I see a spot I think
would be ideal for a fishes park. I can almost imagine I see numbers of
young fish sitting around on the benches in the shady spots right now.
They look so cool and comfortable!"
"I wonder if any of them are hungry enough to take a little lunch,"
mused Harry, pulling as close to the bank as he could.
"Try and see," advised Arnold. "I'm going to drop a line to a big young
fellow I've heard about and see if he will answer.
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