him not.

"_He-e-e-elp_! I'm drifting downstream with the refreshments," he
called. "_He-e-elp_!"

They heard him amid their revels. Townsend Ripley who had suffered the
assaults of the hunter's stew heard him. The scouts who had eaten a
"light supper" heard him. Warde Hollister who had pled with Roy for a
safety first policy heard him. Minerva Skybrow heard him and paused
aghast in the midst of a two-step. For what was a two-step now
compared to the one-step which Pee-wee had taken? Roly Poly and
Brownie, also victims of the hunter's stew, heard him as they waited
patiently, and were struck dumb with terror. Only the man in the moon
smiled, and winked at Pee-wee.

"_He-e-e-e-e-e-el-l-l-p! I'm floating away with the eats!_"

But did he really need any help?


They rushed to the shore pell-mell and some hurried to the barn for the
only means of rescue--an old disused skiff and a leaky, discarded
canoe. Others gazed in wistful silence out upon the glinting water.

"_Hurry! Hurry!_" cried Minerva. "I can see it! Don't you see the
lanterns down there?"

"He's on the flats, I think," said Warde.

"He's on the table," shouted Roy.