CHAPTER XX.
ON THE RAFT.
While Phil was looking for ropes, I collected all the planking I could, and to this added a door or two. Then we tied all tightly together, placing the doors on top as a sort of deck.
Fortunately I was thoughtful enough to build the concern with one end resting on the top of the rail. Had I not done so it is doubtful if we could have got the raft over the side. When completed it was all of twelve feet square.
"Now take that pole and help pry her over," said I to Phil. "Try to make her strike right side up."
He did as I directed. At a favorable moment we gave the final push, and the raft went over with a mighty splash.
"She's all right," cried Phil joyfully. "Now what?"
"Get some stores together as quick as you can and jump aboard," I replied. "I'll look after some water."
