[CHAPTER XXVI]
THE CREW AND THEIR CAPTAIN
Utterly worn out as he was, it was not a part of Phil’s purpose—it was not in his nature, indeed—to neglect any duty. He ate a hearty supper with the boys, during which he talked very little. Once he said, suddenly:—
“I suspect it’s the Tallahatchie.”
“What do you mean?” asked Ed.
“Why, the river we’ve reached. It lies to the left of our course. If it was the Sunflower, it would lie to the right. Anyhow, it runs into the Yazoo, and that’s all we ask of it.”
“By the way, Ed,” said Irv, “how long is the Yazoo?”
“I don’t know, I’m sure,” said Ed. “I’ll get the map after supper, and look.”
“Don’t bother,” said Phil. “The navigable part of it is one hundred and seventy-five miles long.”