But they had nothing with them to trade off to us, save their _kayaks_, paddles, and harpoons.
"But let's get a lot of them up here where we can see them," said Wade.
We now made signs for them to climb on deck; and immediately half a dozen of them stood up, and, with a spring, caught hold of the rail, and came clambering up, leaving their canoes to float about at random.
Five--seven--eleven--thirteen--came scratching over.
"There, that'll do for one dose," said Raed.
Kit and Wade stepped along, and thrust out their muskets to stop the stream.

One little fellow, however, had got half up: so they let him nig in, making fourteen in all.

Three or four more had tried to get up near the stern; but Weymouth and Don, who were on duty there, rapped their knuckles gently, as a reminder to let go and drop back into their _kayaks_, which they did without grumbling.

Indeed, they seemed singularly inoffensive; and, come to get them on deck, they were "little fellows,"-- not so tall as we boys even by a whole head.

They were pretty thick and stout, however, and had remarkably large heads and faces.