"It's fifty and one-half miles long. Here comes Sam Hodge," Grant added as the boatman came alongside the dock. "Are you going with us?" he inquired as he quickly approached the dock.
"Where's that?" inquired Sam.
"Down the St. Lawrence River."
"How far?"
"Oh, down among the Thousand Islands, that's all."
"First I have heard of it," said Sam.
"I think it will be a good thing if you can go with the boys, Sam," spoke up Mr. Stevens. "They had a mishap yesterday and didn't quite know what to do."
"Sure, I'll go," said Sam.
Fred made no protests and the terms with the mechanic were speedily arranged.
A half-hour later the Black Growler set forth on her voyage.