It was not long before the spot which Pete had declared was to be their
landing-place was seen before them. Here there was no great difficulty in
gaining the shore and in a brief time the three passengers and the skiff
were safely on the bank.
"What shall we do with the skiff?" inquired John after the cargo had been
unloaded.
"We'll leave it here and let some one else take it up the stream or use it
if he goes down. I think it will carry clear to the Gulf of California if
he wants to try it."
"How about that map, String?" demanded Fred as he turned again to his tall
companion.
"Right in my pocket," declared John promptly, "and dry too. I told you I
was not going overboard this time, and I kept my promise, didn't I?"
"You certainly did," laughed Fred. "Now, then, what are we to do next?" he
added, turning to the guide as he spoke.
Pete, however, did not reply. He had advanced several yards up the shore
and was drawing from the loose soil several pieces that evidently were
parts of a boat that had been wrecked.
"Do you see those?" he inquired, holding up some of the parts he had
found.
"Yes," answered Fred.
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