“But the mother wants to thank you,” began Jerry.
But Harry would not listen. He was too modest, and made Jack Broxton actually run away from the excursion boat.
But five hundred people cheered Harry and waved their handkerchiefs.
“How did you escape the steamboat?” asked Jerry, when the excitement was over.
“We went under part of her,” was the reply. “I swam for all I knew how, but it was a close call.”
After this Harry retired to the cabin and changed his clothing. He drank several cups of hot coffee, and half an hour later declared that he felt as well as ever.
The remainder of the run down the lake was uneventful. They dropped anchor near the mouth of the Poplar River and started in to fish.
They had all the necessary tackle on board, and procured bait at a boathouse near by.
The yacht was anchored at a well-known spot, and then the sport began.
“I’ve a bite!” cried Harry