The little Jewess grew very pale, said she was dizzy, and wished to change places with Dotty.
"Keep still, can't you, girls?" cried Johnny; "if you fuss round so the boat'll be sure to upset."
Johnny looked as dignified as if he had navigated ships across the Atlantic Ocean over and over again; but then, alas! his arms were so little! I suppose his paddle had nearly as much effect as if it had been an iron spoon; and he probably knew as much about boating as he did about the dead languages. Solly and Freddy were several years older, and considerably wiser; but the wisdom of all these five children, if it had been compounded together, would not have amounted to the wisdom of the three wise men of Gotham who went to sea in a bowl.
"O, dear!" screamed Dotty.
"O, dear! dear! dear!" cried Lina; "the water rolls in over the top!"
"Can't you steer for the shore, Solly Rosenbug?" said Dotty.
"You hadn't oughter made us come," sobbed Lina.
Johnny joined the mournful chorus.
"There goes my hat! You were in pretty business knocking it off my head, Dot Dimple!"
"I never; and I didn't mean to," replied Dotty, too much subdued to retort with her usual spirit.