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Rh it's going to be mighty small eating for a while, fellows."

"I had pretty good luck catching fish to-day," announced Beeby. "Maybe we can get a lot and smoke 'em!"

"The very thing!" cried Dick. "We'll wait another day, and take along a supply of smoked fish."

They crawled into the bower that night, and stretched out on beds of dry seaweed, wondering and fearing what the morrow would bring forth.