“Give us ‘The Boy Stood on the Burning Deck,’ Clarence,” suggested Frank.
“Oh, that’s too old,” sang out Tim Barker.
“That’s why he knows it so well,” chuckled Dick Hazelton.
“All right,” bowed Clarence, putting one hand behind him, as he had seen his father do on the lecture platform. “‘The boy——’”
“Hold on!” cried Bob. “You’ve got to have a ‘deck’ to stand on.”
“Here,” said Sammy, “this is just the thing for it.”
An anchor log floated right near to the beach. It was pretty steady, and after some wobbling Clarence got a foot-hold on it.
“‘The boy stood on the burning deck——’” he began.
Flop!