But he, too, forgot it in a week.

Some secret effort was made to discover the writer, for the council were very jealous of political opinion, but it soon ended.

The idea, not being supported by money or influence, fell into oblivion.
Felix worked on, chipping out the canoe.

The days passed, and the boat was nearly finished.

In a day or two now it would be launched, and soon afterwards he should commence his voyage.