Lorna’s friends, shrieking2 and crying, threw themselves on her wailing3 and moaning:
“She is dead! She is dead!”
“Give her to me!” sternly demanded her stricken father.
Jane was completely exhausted4 and lay for a moment with her eyes closed while the crowd of holiday makers5 closed in around her, praising her and lauding6 her to the skies. But Jane’s work was not over. As soon as she could pull herself together she was on her feet and, pushing her way unceremoniously through the crowd, she caught Mr. Breckenridge by the arm where he stood clasping his Lorna to his broken heart.
“Don’t listen to them! She is not dead! Give her to me. Give her here, I say! Mabel!” she called, “come and help me.”
Mabel was there in a moment.
“Push the crowd back and come give first aid to the drowning. You know how.” Jane spoke7 authoritatively8 and Mabel took matters into her own hands. Lorna’s friends were the hardest to manage as they insisted upon hanging over her and covering her with kisses.
“You are killing9 her!” Jane spoke sternly. “Mr. Breckenridge, if you can’t make these people stop, I’ll not answer for your daughter’s life.”
And now Mr. Breckenridge took matters into his own hands and pushed away the curious ones who would crowd in and with no gentle hand pulled the well-meaning if ill-advised friends away from his daughter.
Then Mabel began the process of bringing to life the seemingly dead. Many times had she practiced this stunt10 in classes until she knew how to do it better than any one of the group of Camp Fire Girls.
“That fat girl will mash11 her,” wailed12 one of the friends.
“I may be fat but I’m no fool,” retorted Mabel, who had placed Lorna on her face with arms above her head and face turned to one side. Then she had seated herself astride the prostrate13 body and with clever and strong hands manipulated her lungs. At first it seemed hopeless. The friends still wailed and it took all of Jane’s strength, and stubborn determination, combined with Mr. Breckenridge’s, to hold them back from what they thought was their dead darling.
“She has just swallowed a lot of water,” Jane comforted the stricken father. “She wasn’t under water long enough to be drowned. Her heart is all right, isn’t it?”
“As right as a trivet, my dear.”
His “my dear” gave Jane a little thrill.
“She needs all the air she can get and the more people crowd around her the harder it will be for her,” she said to the father, and to herself she wailed: “Where, where is Breck?” and she prayed: “Oh, God, send Breck.”
And Breck came at that moment. Laden14 with food and with the rest of the Boojummers Charlie and Breck had started back to the spot where they had left the girls. From afar off they saw the crowd and began to run. Suppose something had happened to Jane or Mabel. Breck remembered with thanksgiving that Jane had promised not to go in the water again until he got back.
“Good old Jane wouldn’t break her word for a million,” he said to himself as he raced to see what was the matter anyhow.
Towering above the crowd he saw the head of his own father and something in his face told him there was tragedy in the air.
Breaking through the crowd to the space kept open by the exertions15 of Jane and Mr. Breckenridge, the son caught his father by the hand.
“Father!” he cried.
“Allen! My son! Look, your sister! She is drowned.”
“No, she is not,” put in Jane reassuringly16. “See, her breath is coming back!” and sure enough as Mabel pressed upon the lungs and then removed the pressure a sign of animation17 could be discerned in the prostrate body. The shoulders heaved slightly and there was a quivering of the long lashes18 that rested on the marble cheek.
Mabel began to sob19.
“Let me take your place, Mabel, please,” suggested Jane.
“Never!” cried Mabel. “I’m just sobbing20 because I’m so happy. She’s trying to breathe.”
“She’s going to live,” Jane whispered to Breck.
“I’ve always wanted to bring somebody back ever since the time it was Miss Min’s riding skirt and not Miss Min that got drowned,” continued Mabel, still pressing gently but firmly on Lorna’s lungs and then releasing the pressure.
“I believe, little sister, you tried to take in the whole ocean,” said Breck, kneeling by Lorna’s side and taking her hand in his after it was all over and she had come back to consciousness.
“Oh, Allen! And we have found you at last. We have been searching up and down the coast for days and days,” she whispered faintly. “Father didn’t know I understood what he was doing, but he couldn’t fool me. He has been as restless as a caged lion. He was sure he would find you at Nantucket Town and when you weren’t there he sailed away, but only went around the island and put in again this morning.”
This was in such a low tone that nobody except Breck heard it, but Jane noticed that there were tears in his eyes when he got to his feet and again grasped the hand of his father.
“Father, I want you to know my friends. This is Mr. Wing. I shipped as common seaman22 on his yacht, the ‘Boojum,’ but, by a stroke of good fortune, I am now—er—eating at the captain’s table.”
Breck went down the line introducing his friends, but with an unwonted shyness saved Jane until the last. Jane stood by looking on and blushing in spite of herself. Her bathing cap that the waves had spared had been lost in the scuffle with the crowd and the importunate23 friends and her wealth of blue-black hair had fallen about her shoulders, making her look very handsome. Mr. Breckenridge looked at the girl keenly as his son at last turned to her. He took her brown hand in both of his and said:
“Somehow I don’t need to be introduced to this young lady. I know her already, all but her name. I know she risked her life for a perfect stranger and I know she has more grit24 than any man on the beach, as much grit as any man I have ever known.”
He leant over and kissed her hand. “I can never repay you, my dear, whatever your name is. There is no way to repay you.”
“Yes there is, sir,” said Jane blushing furiously but smiling bravely. “You can give your son and me your blessing25, because we are thinking about getting married.”
It was a good thing the crowd had dispersed26 and gone back to the safer beach, because crowd or no crowd Breck put his arm around his dear Jane and kissed her again and again.
Then Charlie felt he should kiss Mabel because she had done such good work in resuscitating27 the drowned. And Mr. Breckenridge thanked her all over again for her wonderful skill.
“Where did you learn how to do it?” he asked.
“Part of being a Camp Fire Girl,” declared Mabel. “Camp Fire Girls are just hanging around longing28 for emergencies to occur so they can get more beads29. You needn’t be grateful to me for resuscitating your daughter. I have been praying for such a chance for ever so long.”
Everybody laughed at Mabel, who usually put her foot in it and never could get out a long word without mixing it up.
“And you are a Camp Fire Girl too?” Mr. Breckenridge asked Jane.
“Oh yes, and it was being one that made me able to save Lorna. You see we practice saving people. Mabel doesn’t mean we want things to happen but that we want to be near by and able to help if things do happen.”
“I see,” he smiled.
“Well, I’m mighty30 hungry,” put in the irrepressible Mabel.
“Here are the eats,” whispered Charlie. “Hot-dog sandwiches and long green pickles32 and ginger33 ale, but you have to drink out of the bottles.”
Jane and Mabel could not help being amused to see the elegant persons who had been so superior not half an hour before and too refined even to bathe in the ocean with the common herd34 actually sitting down on the beach with them, whom they had so ignored, and sharing the crude luncheon35 with ill-concealed gusto.
“Excitement always makes me hungry,” sighed Mabel to one of the chinless youths who was daintily munching36 a long dill pickle31.
As for Lorna’s flattering friends, they watched to see what she would do and then did likewise even to the extent of a vulgar hot-dog sandwich.
“I don’t know whether it is good for anyone who has been so near drowning to eat such food, but I guess you can try it, little Sister,” laughed Breck.
The warm sun quickly dried the wet suits. Color came back into the wan21 faces and laughter was on the lips that had so recently uttered only moans. It was a merry party. No one could be stiff and elegant very long with the Boojummers headed by the amusing and altogether natural Mabel.
Breck watched with pleasure his sister’s interest in Jane. His father’s eyes were never off his son’s fiancée and in them it was plain to read supreme37 satisfaction and approval.
And is this not a very good place to leave our Camp Fire Girls? They have had a wonderful summer trying to live up to the principles taught by their organization. Some of the beads they have won will not show on their strings38 but will be what Mabel called “character beads.”
Mr. Breckenridge saw to it that the two young women who saved his daughter’s life should have something more tangible39 than just “character beads.” When they got back to New York, they had hardly reached their hotel, when each received a package by special messenger. Each box contained a priceless string of pearls, with Mr. Breckenridge’s card, on which was written.
Some Camp Fire Beads
For
A Brave Girl
“Have you told your father about Hurricane Island yet?” Jane asked Breck.
“Yes, and he merely wanted to know if you approved and was mighty disappointed to hear most of the stock was bid for already. I guess we’ll have to let the Governor in on it for a little.” And Jane smiled a happy assent40.
THE END
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