UNCLE NAT’S FAVORITE JINRIKISHA.

CHAPTER XXIV.
SPREADING CANVAS FOR AUSTRALIA.

epee the Antelope, boys,” exclaimed Uncle Nat enthusiastically ;
and he stood up in the sampan carrying them, while its tanned,
bony-armed proprietor stopped sculling and looked off with the others
to enjoy the sight of that swift sea-runner.
“There she is, boys, doctor, and the old flag is up too! ‘Doesn’t
that look good?” asked Uncle Nat.

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