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CONTENTS.
PAGE
CHAPTER I.
IN CAPTAIN BOOMSBY'S SALOON 11
CHAPTER II.
FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS 23
CHAPTER III.
ADIEU TO THE BOOMSBYS 34
CHAPTER IV.
NICK BOOMSBY HAS ASPIRATIONS 47
CHAPTER V.
THE STRANGE MOVEMENT OF THE ISLANDER 59
CHAPTER VI.
A LIVELY CHASE 71
CHAPTER VII.
A FOG OFF THE FLORIDA COAST 81
CHAPTER VIII.
A PORT IN A STORM 93
CHAPTER IX.
A VISIT FROM AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE 104
CHAPTER X.
INTELLIGENCE OF THE ISLANDER 116
CHAPTER XI.
DIFFICULT NAVIGATION 127
CHAPTER XII.
THE CALAMITY ON FRENCH REEF 138
CHAPTER XIII.
A NIGHT LOST IN THE STORM 149
CHAPTER XIV.
LOOKING FOR THE ISLANDER 160
CHAPTER XV.
A PARTIAL SOLUTION OF THE MYSTERY 172
CHAPTER XVI.
ACROSS THE GULF OF MEXICO 184
CHAPTER XVII.
THE SYLVANIA IN AMBUSH 196
CHAPTER XVIII.
HOW NICK BOOMSBY MANAGED HIS CASE 208
CHAPTER XIX.
A SEARCH FOR THE LOST TREASURE 220
CHAPTER XX.
THE THEORY AND THE FACTS 231
CHAPTER XXI.
UP THE MISSISSIPPI 242
CHAPTER XXII.
THE ISLANDER IN A BAD FIX 253
CHAPTER XXIII.
AN EMBARRASSING SITUATION 265
CHAPTER XXIV.
A CREVASSE ON THE MISSISSIPPI 277
CHAPTER XXV.
SAILING ACROSS THE FIELDS 289
CHAPTER XXVI.
A DESPERATE STRUGGLE WITH THE RUSHING WATERS 301
CHAPTER XXVII.
THE PLANTER AND HIS FAMILY 312
CHAPTER XXVIII.
A DISTINGUISHED PASSENGER 324
CHAPTER XXIX.
UP THE RIVER FOR MANY DAYS 335
CHAPTER XXX.
UP ANOTHER RIVER AND HOME AGAIN 347
UP THE RIVER;
OR,
YACHTING ON THE MISSISSIPPI.
CHAPTER I.
IN CAPTAIN BOOMSBY'S SALOON.
"I don't think it's quite the thing, Alick," said my cousin, Owen
Garningham, as we were walking through Bay Street after our return to
Jacksonville from the interior of Florida.
"What is not quite the thing, Owen?" I inquired, for he had given me no
clue to what he was thinking about.
"After I chartered your steamer for a year to come here, and go up the
Mississippi River--by the way, this river is called 'The Father of
Waters,' isn't it?" asked Owen, flying off from the subject in his
mind, as he was in the habit of doing.
"Every schoolboy in this country learns that from his geography," I
replied.
"Happily, I was never a schoolboy in this country, and I didn't find it
out from the geography. If the Mississippi is the Father of Waters, can
you tell me who is the mother of them?"
"The Miss'ouri."
"O, ah! Don't you feel faint, Captain Alick?" added Owen, stopping
short on the sidewalk, and gazing into my face with a look of mock
anxiety.
"Not at all; I think I could swallow a burly Briton or two, if the
occasion required."
PAGE
CHAPTER I.
IN CAPTAIN BOOMSBY'S SALOON 11
CHAPTER II.
FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS 23
CHAPTER III.
ADIEU TO THE BOOMSBYS 34
CHAPTER IV.
NICK BOOMSBY HAS ASPIRATIONS 47
CHAPTER V.
THE STRANGE MOVEMENT OF THE ISLANDER 59
CHAPTER VI.
A LIVELY CHASE 71
CHAPTER VII.
A FOG OFF THE FLORIDA COAST 81
CHAPTER VIII.
A PORT IN A STORM 93
CHAPTER IX.
A VISIT FROM AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE 104
CHAPTER X.
INTELLIGENCE OF THE ISLANDER 116
CHAPTER XI.
DIFFICULT NAVIGATION 127
CHAPTER XII.
THE CALAMITY ON FRENCH REEF 138
CHAPTER XIII.
A NIGHT LOST IN THE STORM 149
CHAPTER XIV.
LOOKING FOR THE ISLANDER 160
CHAPTER XV.
A PARTIAL SOLUTION OF THE MYSTERY 172
CHAPTER XVI.
ACROSS THE GULF OF MEXICO 184
CHAPTER XVII.
THE SYLVANIA IN AMBUSH 196
CHAPTER XVIII.
HOW NICK BOOMSBY MANAGED HIS CASE 208
CHAPTER XIX.
A SEARCH FOR THE LOST TREASURE 220
CHAPTER XX.
THE THEORY AND THE FACTS 231
CHAPTER XXI.
UP THE MISSISSIPPI 242
CHAPTER XXII.
THE ISLANDER IN A BAD FIX 253
CHAPTER XXIII.
AN EMBARRASSING SITUATION 265
CHAPTER XXIV.
A CREVASSE ON THE MISSISSIPPI 277
CHAPTER XXV.
SAILING ACROSS THE FIELDS 289
CHAPTER XXVI.
A DESPERATE STRUGGLE WITH THE RUSHING WATERS 301
CHAPTER XXVII.
THE PLANTER AND HIS FAMILY 312
CHAPTER XXVIII.
A DISTINGUISHED PASSENGER 324
CHAPTER XXIX.
UP THE RIVER FOR MANY DAYS 335
CHAPTER XXX.
UP ANOTHER RIVER AND HOME AGAIN 347
UP THE RIVER;
OR,
YACHTING ON THE MISSISSIPPI.
CHAPTER I.
IN CAPTAIN BOOMSBY'S SALOON.
"I don't think it's quite the thing, Alick," said my cousin, Owen
Garningham, as we were walking through Bay Street after our return to
Jacksonville from the interior of Florida.
"What is not quite the thing, Owen?" I inquired, for he had given me no
clue to what he was thinking about.
"After I chartered your steamer for a year to come here, and go up the
Mississippi River--by the way, this river is called 'The Father of
Waters,' isn't it?" asked Owen, flying off from the subject in his
mind, as he was in the habit of doing.
"Every schoolboy in this country learns that from his geography," I
replied.
"Happily, I was never a schoolboy in this country, and I didn't find it
out from the geography. If the Mississippi is the Father of Waters, can
you tell me who is the mother of them?"
"The Miss'ouri."
"O, ah! Don't you feel faint, Captain Alick?" added Owen, stopping
short on the sidewalk, and gazing into my face with a look of mock
anxiety.
"Not at all; I think I could swallow a burly Briton or two, if the
occasion required."
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