[CHAPTER XII]
JERRY IS HURT
Breakfast aboard the Wanderer was afterward voted by the boys as the best meal they had ever eaten. The three girls who were jolly and full of fun, made the occasion lively with the description of their travels, to which the boys added an account of some of their adventures.
“I wish I was a man!” exclaimed Rose, when Jerry had told of their trip to the buried city in Mexico. “That’s what I should like to do.”
“Maybe you’ll find some ancient ruins where you are going,” suggested Ned.
“We’s going to Lake Okeechobee,” responded Olivia. “I guess we’ll find nothing but swamps.”
“I believe there is a remnant of several tribes of Seminole Indians there,” put in Jerry. “Perhaps you’ll discover a prehistoric city.”
“Oh, are there really Indians?” asked Nellie. “How perfectly terrible! I’d like to see a little pappoose, but I’d be afraid of a full blooded Indian!”