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Dew Drops, Vol. 37, No. 17, April 26, 1914
Dew Drops, Vol. 37, No. 17, April 26, 1914
AMONG THE ROCKS
BY MARGARET E. HAYS
The tide was low, and a dark line of rocks showed up clearly in the still water.
"I wonder what those rocks are really like," said Toby rising slowly from his seat.
"It looks almost as if we could paddle out to them," said his twin sister Nancy, as she pushed her red curls under her sun-bonnet.
"I vote we try!" exclaimed Toby, seizing her by the arm. "We can go out a long way at low tide—it's all so flat."
"I'm sure lots of ships must have been wrecked on the rocks," added Nancy. "Perhaps we shall find some treasure."
The next moment they were hurrying off.
On and on they paddled, till the water was well above their knees. Then a few minutes more, and Toby laid his hand on a rock.
"I don't see any sign of wrecks!" said Nancy, looking about.
For a few minutes they stood, then Nancy caught sight of the boat.
"Oh, there's the wreck! Why, it's only a little boat."