[The Story of Paul Boyton by Paul Boyton]@TWC D-Link bookThe Story of Paul Boyton CHAPTER XVIII 17/24
He inquired of a voluble fellow where he could be best accommodated at Northumberland. "Oh, stop at th' hotel, b' all means.
They feed yeou tip top; high up," said he, "I've been ter dinner there w'en they've hed all o' seven kinds er pie on ther table t'onct." "Have they got apples and squash ?" jokingly asked the Captain. "Yeou kin jus' bet on thet," was the enthusiastic answer. Just below Northumberland, which place he left at nine o'clock, he encountered a dam and very rough water.
The weather became squally, with a cold and cutting snow beating into his face; but he plied the paddle vigorously and made remarkable progress, reaching Lancaster at one thirty o'clock.
Countrymen whom he passed would stare at him and then burst out into loud guffaws of laughter as though immensely tickled at the idea of a man paddling down the river in a driving snow storm. At length Paul began to feel the livelier motion of the water as he was nearing Lunenburg, where the Fifteen Mile Falls begin.
Wishing to enter that dangerous stretch a fresh man, he pulled up for the night and luckily found a hospitable farmer in the person of Mr.
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