ack the boat."

This was done at last, but the black could scarcely paddle for laughing,
and when the boat was under him poor Dinny hardly dared let go. He let
himself subside in the bottom at last, and was wiping the perspiration
from his face, and squeezing the water from his legs, when a shout from
the big man in the bows drew Mr Rogers' attention, and he ran forward
to see that the other canoe was upset, and that the men were being
pitched into the rapids.

For they had made three efforts to get up, each time being driven back;
and at the fourth they were so much weakened and so weary, that when
about half-way up they wavered, the stream caught the head, twisted it
broadside, and, in a moment, king, subjects, box, and barrel were tilted
out, and all went floating rapidly down the stream.

The stalwart black in the bows needed no telling, and the boat Mr
Rogers was in was sent down and across the stream below the rapids,
picking up the king first, and then man after man, till Dinny, who was
emptying the water out of his boots, declared that the boat was too
full, and must sink.

It did not, however, and the overturned boat being guided ashore, it was
soon emptied and afloat again, with its crew looking none the worse,
for, as Dinny said, it did not take their clothes long to dry.

The king was of Dinny's opinion, for his garments of English make being
very clingy and uncomfortable, he imitated the uniform of his subjects,
and as everything that had floated out had been recovered, they were
once more ready for an attack upon the rapids.

But the king said no; they wanted more rowers; and Dinny uttered a loud
"Hurroo!" as the canoes were allowed to float back towards the town,
where they at last landed, to Dinny's great delight, safe and sound.

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO.

WARM WORK IN THE WILDS.

"It was all through taking you, Dinny, that father had such bad sport, I
know," said Dick.

"Shure the ongratitude of the human being is wonderful," said Dinny,
addressing nobody. "Here, I save his parint's life by keeping him from
going any farther and getting himself dhrowned."

"Ah, well, Dinny, you're not going to be drowned any more," said Dick;
"father has decided to go on with the waggon to-morrow."

"Back home?" cried Dinny, slapping the shrunken leg of his trousers.

"No: farther away; after elephant and rhinoceros."

"Bad luck to the illiphant and rhinoceros!" cried Dinny. "But anyhow,
we shall be o