At the next step he went to his waist, and fell with a splash.
“I’m drowning!” he gasped2; but fortunately for him he had plunged3 into a small hollow, out of which he was swept the next moment, and, with no effort on his part, flung upon his feet.
The roar was overpowering. It seemed as if he were in the appalling4 swirl5 of Niagara, with the raging waters all around him clamoring for his life. He grasped a limb which brushed his face, and the next step showed that he had struck higher ground.
But the torrent6 was ascending7 faster than he. It was gaining in spite of all he could do, but hope was not yet dead. Another step and the water was below his waist, and he was able to make progress with the help of his hands. When he lifted one foot it was swept to one side, and only by throwing his full weight upon it was he able to sustain himself.
He had now reached a point where the trees were not so near together. While this enabled him to see something of his surroundings, it gave the sweeping8 volume greater power, and he was in despair again.
But the dim light of the moon showed that at that moment the boundary of the current was only a few paces beyond him. Could he pass that intervening distance before it further expanded he would be safe.
Rousing his flagging energies he fought on, cheered by the view of a figure on the margin9, which had evidently caught sight of him.
“A little farther and you will be all right!” shouted the stranger, stepping into the torrent and extending his hand.
“I can’t do it!” moaned McGovern, struggling on, but gaining no faster than the terrible enemy against which he was fighting.
“Yes, you will! don’t give up! take my hand!”
McGovern reached out, but he was short of grasping the friendly help. Then the brave friend stepped into the rushing torrent at the risk of his own life, and, griping the cold hand, exerted himself with the power of desperation, and dragged the helpless youth into the shallow margin.
“Don’t stop!” he shouted, still pulling him forward; “we are not yet out of danger!”
Helped by the stranger who had appeared so opportunely10, the two splashed through the flood, which seemed striving to prevent their escape, and would drag them down in spite of themselves.
But the rescuer was cool-headed, strong, and brave, and he kept the weak McGovern going with a speed that threatened to fling him prostrate11 in spite of himself.
The ground rose more sharply than before. A few more hurried steps and their feet touched dry land. Still a few paces farther and they were saved.
The torrent might roar and rage, but it could not seize them. They had eluded12 its wrath13, like the hunter who leaps aside from the bound of the tiger.
McGovern stood for a minute panting, limp, and so exhausted14 that he could hardly keep his feet. His companion did not speak, but kept his place beside him, curiously15 gazing into his countenance16, and waiting until he should fully17 recover before addressing him.
The youth speedily regained18 his self-command, and for the first time looked in his rescuer’s face. They were now beyond the shadow of the trees, and could discern each other’s features quite distinctly in the favoring moonlight.
“Well!” he exclaimed, “I think you and I have met before.”
“I shouldn’t be surprised if we had,” was the reply; “you tried to destroy my bicycle last night.”
“And you saved me from drowning in the mill-pond.”
“I believe I gave you a little help in that way.”
“And now you have saved my life again.”
“I am glad I was able to do something for you, for you seemed to be in a bad way.”
“I should think I was! If you had been a minute later it would have been the last of Jim McGovern, and I tell you, Dick Halliard, he was in no shape to die.”
No person escaping death by such a close call could throw off at once the moral effect of his rescue. The bad youth was humbled19, frightened, and repentant21. He was standing22 in the presence of him who had twice been the instrument of saving his life in a brief space of time, and that, too, after McGovern had tried to do him an injury.
“I don’t know whether you can forgive me,” he said, in the meekest23 of tones, “but I beg your pardon all the same.”
“I have no feeling against you,” replied Dick, “and though you sought to do me an injury, you inflicted24 the most on yourself; but,” added the young hero, starting up, “where are Bob Budd and Tom Wagstaff?”
“Heaven only knows! They must be drowned,” replied McGovern, glancing at the raging waters so near him with a shudder25, as if he still feared they would reach and sweep him away.
“Where did you leave them? How did you become separated?”
“We were in our tent when we heard the waters coming. We felt we couldn’t help each other, and all made a break, some in one direction and some another. They must have been drowned, just as I would have been but for you.”
But what could he do to help them? He was standing as near to the torrent as he dare. It had already submerged the spot where the tent had been erected26 to the depth of twenty feet at least. Bob and Tom could not have stayed there had they wished, nor was there any means of reaching them.
“I wish I could do something,” said Dick, as if talking with himself, “but I see no way.”
“There is none,” added McGovern, who was speedily recovering from the ordeal27 through which he had passed, “but it is too bad; I would do anything I could for poor Bob and Tom.”
It seemed hopeless indeed, but Dick could not stand idle, knowing that others near him might be in most imminent28 need of help.
“If they are alive, which I don’t believe,” said McGovern, “they must have drifted below us by this time.”
“I agree with you,” replied Dick, moving slowly along the margin of the torrent, which, on account of the unevenness29 of the ground, encroached at times and compelled them to retreat for a brief space; “I should think if they were alive they would call for help.”
“Did you hear me?” asked McGovern, looking round in the face of his companion.
“Yes, though I happened to be quite near when the flood came, and had to scramble30 myself to get out of the way—”
“Hark!” interrupted McGovern, “that was a voice!”
“So it was, and it is below us!”
As he spoke31 he broke into a run, with the larger youth at his heels. They had caught a cry, but it was so smothered32 and brief that it was impossible to tell the point whence it came, except that it was below them.
“Help! help! for the love of Hiven, help!”
“That’s the voice of Terry Hurley,” said Dick, who recalled that the Irishman lived with his family a short distance away, and in the path of the flood. In the whirl of events young Halliard had forgotten this man and his wife and their two little girls.
But that cry showed they were in imminent extremity33, and possibly aid might reach them in time. McGovern, since his own rescue, was as anxious as the brave Dick to extend assistance to whomsoever were in peril34.
The calamity35 had come with such awful suddenness that not the least precautionary step could be taken. It was too early for neighbors to arrive, but all Piketon and the vicinity would be on the spot in the course of a few hours.
A brief run brought the boys in sight of the imperiled family. The humble20 home of Terry Hurley did not stand in the centre of the valley, like the tent of the Piketon Rangers36, but well up to one side. Thus it escaped the full force of the current, which, however, was violent enough to fill the lower story in a twinkling, and threaten to carry the structure from its foundations.
The two little girls, Maggie and Katie, had just said their prayers at their bedside in the upper story, and Terry was in the act of lighting37 his pipe when the shock came. The husband and wife might have escaped by dashing out of the door and fleeing, but neither thought for an instant of doing so. Both would have preferred to perish rather than abandon the innocent ones above them.
Calling to his wife to follow, Terry bounded up a few steps and dashed to the bedside. At the same instant that he seized one in his arms, his wife caught up the younger.
“Not there! not there!” he called, “but to the roof!”
By standing on a chair the trap-door was easily reached and the covering thrown back. Then he pushed Maggie through, warning her to hold fast, and the rest would instantly join her.
Next little Katie was passed upward.
“Now,” said Terry, “I will jine the wee spalpeens and thin give ye a lift, Delia.”
The Irishman was a powerful man, and the task thus far was of the easiest character. He drew himself through the door on the roof, and extending one brawny39 hand to his wife, was in the act of lifting her after him, when a scream from Maggie caused him to loose his hold and look round.
“What’s the matter wid ye, Maggie?” he asked.
“Kate has just rolled off the roof!” was the terrifying reply.
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