The alligator, who was a good-sized fellow, was so scared that he just slid off his log without taking time to get decently awake, and before any one but Rectus and myself had a chance to see him.

The ladies were very much annoyed at this, and urged Corny to scream softly the next time she saw one.

Alligators were pretty scarce this trip, for some reason or other.

For one thing, the weather was not very warm, and they don't care to come out in the open air unless they can give their cold bodies a good warming up.
Corny now went up on the upper deck, because she thought that she might see alligators farther ahead if she got up higher.

In five minutes, she had her hat taken off by a branch of a tree, which swept upon her, as she was leaning over the rail.