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Chums’ Treasure Hunt

Bv

ERN. SHAW.

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No. 25. All night long the storm raged. Torrents of rain fell, and the wind howled through the rigging. But dawn came at last, and with its coming the gale gradually died down, and soon the hot sun broke through the clouds. Everybody, including the captain, had suffered from the buffeting, and it was some time before the Chums came on deck. The days that followed were happy ones. The Skipper had fixed up Inky Poo in a white suit, and the mate had taught him how to cook. Of course, the Chums were always welcome in the galley, as the ship’s cookhouse is called, and they had great fun teaching Inky Poo how to speak and write English. It was a great day when they at last sighted the old country, and the Chums climbed right up the mast in order to have a better view. (To be Concluded.)

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Bibliographic details

Otago Witness, Issue 3830, 9 August 1927, Page 78

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Chums’ Treasure Hunt Otago Witness, Issue 3830, 9 August 1927, Page 78

Chums’ Treasure Hunt Otago Witness, Issue 3830, 9 August 1927, Page 78