Explore "The Boat Club" by Oliver Optic on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
"No hurry, boys; we've got the whole arternoon afore us," said the old salt, when he had cooled them off. "You've got some things to larn. You can't row yet no more'n a codfish can go up a ladder. You don't know how."
"I think we can row, Uncle Ben," said Charles uneasily.