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LITTLE BY LITTLE

LITTLE BY LITTLE

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CONTENTS.


CHAPTER PAGE

I. Paul Duncan Disobeys Orders 9

II. Paul is Cool and Self-possessed 19

III. Paul Hears Bad News 28

IV. Paul Becomes the Head of the Family 38

V. Paul Cooks His Own Breakfast, and Goes a-Fishing 49

VI. Paul Makes a Good Speculation 59

VII. Paul Goes Into Business on His Own Account 69

VIII. Paul Takes a Cold Bath 79

IX. Paul Becomes the Skipper of the Fawn 89

X. Paul and John are Very Much Excited 99

XI. Paul's First Cruise in the Fawn 109

XII. Paul Sleeps on His Watch 118

XIII. Paul Makes a Night Run in the Storm 127

XIV. Paul Scolds the First Officer of the Fawn 137

XV. Paul Goes on a Cruise in the Flyaway 146

XVI. Paul Witnesses a Mutiny 156

XVII. Paul Discovers that Mischief is Brewing 166

XVIII. Paul is Made a Prisoner 176

XIX. Paul Takes Command of the Flyaway 185

XX. Paul Exercises a Strong Moral Influence 194

XXI. Paul Advances Little by Little, and the Story Ends 203




LITTLE BY LITTLE;

OR,

THE CRUISE OF THE FLYAWAY.




CHAPTER I.

PAUL DUNCAN DISOBEYS ORDERS.


"I'll give you a quarter, Paul, if you will take me down to the Point in
your boat," said Thomas Nettle, as he came down to the beach where the
boy addressed was baling out an old dingy-looking boat.

"It blows too hard," replied Paul Duncan.

"The club went down in their boat."

"But it didn't blow so hard then as it does now. It's a regular
sou'easter."

"What are you afraid of, Paul?"

"I'm not afraid; but there's no use of risking your life for a quarter."

"I'll give you a half, then."

Paul Duncan hesitated. Half a dollar was a great deal of money to him,
and more than often found its way into his exchequer. He glanced at the
white-capped waves in the bay, and then at Thomas.

"There's no ballast in her," said he.

"Put some rocks in, then."

"I think it's rather dangerous, and I don't believe your mother would
agree to have you go out in a boat in such a blow as this."

"My mother! Humph! Let me tell you I'm not tied to my mother's apron
string. I think I'm old enough to have a will of my own. Don't talk to
me about my mother," replied Thomas contemptuously. "I'm not a baby."

"Just as you please; but I think it blows too hard to go out."

"Let me have your boat, and I'll go alone then, if you are afraid to
go."
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