w-h-a-t-n-o-t

Updated: May 20, 2025

There was a name painted on the boat's side in such large black letters that even in the fading twilight Winn managed to read it "W-H-A-T-N-O-T," he spelled slowly "Whatnot! Well, if that isn't the queerest name for a boat I ever heard of!" Just then, however, there were things of far greater importance to a boy in his situation than queer names.

Kirk Munroe - Raftmates : A Story of the Great River