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Ralphson, G. Harvey (George Harvey), 1879-1940

"Boy Scouts in Southern Waters"

My back has been
bleeding badly and I hoped I might find you to help me again if you can
bring yourselves to do it. I don't deserve it."
"Sure, we'll help you if we can," stoutly maintained Harry.
"How did you happen to be away out here?" asked Jack.
"When I got away from the chain gang, I went to the shipyard and asked
for you. The foreman is furious. He says you jumped your bill. I found
out that you had headed to the eastward and I at once concluded you had
pursued the schooner. Then I thought you'd be coming back, headed for
Biloxi. So I waited."
The boys now tenderly removed the clothing from Madero's bruised and
bleeding back. Cruelly had the lash torn the flesh. Their first aid
chest was speedily opened and soothing lotions and ointments applied.
Their work was skillfully and quickly done.
Madero's gratitude knew no bounds. He could scarcely restrain the tears
as he tried to thank the boys for their kindness.
"Do you happen to know anything about what the gang did with our launch,
the 'Spray'?" inquired Frank. "I hope she's not lost."
"I think you'll find her at Biloxi," answered Carlos. "They were going
to take here there and hide her until this matter had blown over. They
might have repainted her and sold her under some other name after a
while, but at present she's there, I believe."
"That's good news," declared Charley. "I like that boat."
"And you want to watch out," Carlos added, "for a shrimping schooner of
those fellows.


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