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 York that does business with a rubber concern in Para, Brazil and he told me, just before we sailed north, that the  had a contract to put up half a dozen wireless stations along the river.

“It strikes me, Jack, that it would be a good scheme if you and I took a trip down there and looked over the ground. What do you say?”

Having a few dollars in my pocket and nothing else to do at that particular moment I said O K and agreed to join him provided we could get free transportation on some liner going down there. Bert assured me that he could fix it and he was as good as his word.

So it was we sailed in due time on the Ceara of the Holliday Line. It was an old tub that stood every chance of having on board Miss Adventure and I didn’t doubt in the least but that Bert would have ample opportunity to strike up an acquaintance with her and to swim back, if he got back at all, for the Ceara had no wireless equipment—such was her regard for the laws of the U.S.

As luck would have it we had fine weather and she beat her way down just as she had for the last quarter of a century if she was as old