Dillon Wallace,
Troop One of the Labrador
“ The Devil's Tea Kettle, with all its loud threats, was behind them. The boat shot down along the shore, David swung to port, and they were safe in the quiet waters to the lee of the island."Thank the Lord!" said David reverently, as he brought the little craft to and the sail flapped idly."'Twere a close shave," breathed Jamie."A wonderful close shave," echoed Andy."You had grit," said Jamie. "You has plenty o' grit, Davy—and a stout heart, like a man. 'Twere wonderful how you cracked her through! There's nary a man on the coast could have done better'n that!" ”
