But I didn't care, I was feeling so good.
I knew all about the whole thing now, and I felt like kicking myself only my feet were down in all that tangle of marsh.

But what cared I, yo ho--and a couple of yee hees.
Oh, I was some wise little boy scout then, and I had a scout smile long enough to tie in a couple of bow knots.

That spark plug was thrown out of a motor boat.

I could see that the spark points were bad and somebody threw it away because it wouldn't work and then put in a new one.

And I knew that already the tide was beginning to come up and that pretty soon there would be a creek here and that I could swim in it.
Cracky, you can't scare me when it's a question of swimming, for I wasn't brought up in a bath tub.