By that time the rain had ceased, and the weather was again warm and beautiful.
On Monday morning Frank March left the house for the first time since he had been carried into it, and was invited to take a seat in the new boat.

The mules were then hitched to it, and it was dragged in triumph to the edge of the river.

It was followed by the whole family, including Aunt Chloe and Bruce, who had shown great delight at meeting his old master, Mr.March, and appeared to be ready to make up and be friends again with Frank, who had treated him so cruelly.
At the water's edge the mules were unhitched, a long rope was attached to one end of the boat, stout shoulders were placed under the pry poles, and with a "Heave'o! and another! and still another!" it was finally slid into the water amid loud cheers from the assembled spectators.

These cheers were answered from the other side of the river, where nearly the whole population of Wakulla had assembled to see the launch.
Mark and Frank begged so hard to be allowed to take the boat across the river on a trial trip that Mr.Elmer said they might.

Armed with long poles, they pushed off, but in a moment were swept down stream by the strong current in spite of all their efforts, and much to the dismay of Mrs.Elmer, who feared they were in danger.
"Don't be alarmed, my dear," said her husband; "they are not in any danger in that boat.