Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1899-09-02

Help! Hold mel 1 can't hdng on dnot1er
second"
strain of holding you will weary me
before lcng. Let 90 with your hands"
But the fellow screamed and refused.
came closer to the edge and got my
hand farther round toward the back Of
his neck. Then I pulled at him, trying
to force him to let go and float. 30 that
I might tow him sideways to the edge.
He would not loose his frenzied grip,
however.
Then forced the game I purposely
stepped upon one Of his hands, and
with a yell and a curse be let go.
Quickly pulled him backward and
along. The plan succeeded admirably.
! got him sideways against the side of
the ice, higher up stream, and hitched
his face and left shoulder upon the
edge. But the frightened fool spoiled
my game by losing his head and strug-
Cling to lay held of something for him
self.
Unfortunately the thing his hands
first met and clutched was my left leg.
He seized it and tugged. Heaven knows
what be hoped to gain by the suicidal
action.
What he actually did was to cause
me to slip and lose my balance. / fell
close to the edge of the ice. and the
fellow instantly clawed at me and
pulled me into the water.
By the mercy of Providence kicked
myself free of him as I slipped into my
icy bath or be would have pulled me
down beneath the surface. and we
should have died together. fighting
madly for a moment or two beneath the
ice.
don't think / was in the water five
seconds; l Ee7er even allowed myself
to float down stream to the lower end
of the hole AS l touched water I
struck out upward and. seizing the
rough edge of the ice. swung my chest
well out Of the water and lay thus a
second half in and half out The cur
rent swept my legs up behind me and
rather assisted me to make good my es.
cape In another second lay full
length on the ice, half dead with cold
but safe and grateful
Then I thought of the student and
looked round over my shoulder as I
struggled to my feet. He had gone. I
doubted not. beneath the ice and was
by this time so yards away, bobbing
his poor head against the pitiless ice
roof that kept him from life and hope
drowning fast, perhaps already dead.
But, to my surprise, l saw that he
still clung, exactly as he had clung at
first, before my attempt to rescue him.
to the farther edge of the ice. There he
clung and gasped. trying to yell, but
making very little noise, for his head
had been under, I suppose. and be was
half choking with the water.
My mind was quickly made up. l
knew what l should do now. had no
intention of being pulled into the water
second time. I might not be quite SO
fortunate as to kick myself free from
the frenzied little fool again.
ran round to his end. He saw me.
"Save me, save MEL he gasped
laid hold of him by the collar as be-
fore, using my right hand, as the
stronger; then with the left I dealt him
as hard blow on the ear as my doubled
fist could deal in this awkward position
1t proved hard enough for my pur-
pose.
The poor fellow gave kind of snort
His hands loosed their grip of the ice.
his body foated backward and came un-
resistingly along in obedience to my
tugs He lay like a log, and like log
1 dragged him out and stretched him on
the dry ice-safe, half drowned, half
stunned and more than half frozen, but
safe, little as he deserved his safety.
TO BE CONTINUED.