could not stick down into the water and then mounted their sea horses
again and rode away. They were delighted to find that now the logs
behaved much better, and they grew so bold that they ventured out into
deeper water. They had made a wonderful plaything. All the morning they
rode the logs, and when the tide began to come in, they had the best
time of all. It picked up the little raft and floated the children,
screaming with joy, far up the beach on a long, low, rolling wave.
Limberleg had been so busy making a frame of sticks to stretch the
deer-skin on that she had paid no attention to the Twins. But when she
heard their screams, she came to the door of the cave and looked out on
the
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