"Rocks--" "I followed this creek for half a dozen miles and its bottom is as smooth as a floor!" interrupted Rod.

"There's no danger of rocks for that distance!" He made no effort now to suppress the pleasure which he felt at the escape from their unpleasant situation.

Mukoki steadied the canoe as it was placed in the water, and was the last to climb into it, taking his usual position in the stern where he could use to best advantage the powerful sweeps of his paddle.

In an instant the swift current of the little stream caught the birch bark and carried it along with remarkable speed.

After several futile strokes of his paddle Wabi settled back upon his heels.
"It's all up to you, Muky," he called softly.