The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1917-10-13

not stop to analyze, Smith left his seat
behind the wheel and walked over to
the edge Of the embankment where
Jibbey had descended. With the glare
Of the roadster's acetylenes turned the
other way, Smith could see Jibbey at
the foot of the slope lowering himself
face downward on his propped arms to
reach the water. Then, in that instant,
Jibbey, careless in his thirst, lost his
balance and went headlong into the
torrent.
A battling con had passed before
Smith, battered, beaten and half.
strangled, succeeded in landing the I'M
conscious thirst-quencher on shelv-
ing bank three hundred yards below
the stopped automobile. After that
there was another con in which he
completely forgot his own bruisings
while he worked desperately over the
drowned man, raising and lowering the
limp arms while he strove to recall
more of the resuscitative directions
given In the Lawrenceville Athletic
clubs first-aid drills.
In good time, after an interval so
long that 1t seemed endless to the de-
spairing flrst-aider the breath came
back into the reluctant lungs. Jibbey
coughed, choked gasped and sat up.
His teeth were chattering, and he was
chilled to the bone by the sudden
plunge into the cold snow-water, but
he was Enthusiastically alive.
"What-what happened to me, Mon
typ" he shuddered. did tumble in2"
"You did, for fact"
"And you went In after mer'
"Of course"
"No, by CAD It wasn't of course
not by a long shot All you had to
do was to let me go, and the score
your score-would have been wiped
out for good and all. Why didn't you
do it?"
Because I promised somebody that
I would bring you back to Brewster
tonight, alive and well, and able to
send telegram"
Jibbey tried to get upon his feet,
couldn't quite compass 1t, and sat
down again.
II don't believe a word Of It." he
mumbled, loose-lipped. "You- did 1t
because you're not 30 DANCED tough
and hard-hearted as you thought you
were." And then: "Give me lift,
Monty, and get me into the auto. 1
guess-Tm about-all in"
Smith half led, half carried his
charge. up to the road. A final heave
lifted him into his place, and 1t is safe
to say that Colonel Dexter Baldwin's
roadster never made better time than
1t did on the race which finally brought
the glow Of the Brewster town lights
reddening against the eastern sky.
At the hotel Smith helped his drip
ping passenger out Of the car, made a
quick rush with him to an elevator,
and so up to his own rnoms on the
fourth floor.
strip he commanded: 'get out OF
those wet rags and tumble into the
bath. Make 1t as hot as you can stand
IT. I'll go down and register you anS
have your trunk sent up from the sta
ton. You have trunk, haven't your
.Jibbey fished soaked card baggage
check out of his pocket and passed
1t over.
you're as bad Off as I am, Monty"
he protested. swat and get some dry
things ON before you CO."
'Tll be up again before you're out
Of the tub. suppose you'd like to put
yourself outside Of a big drink of
whisky, just about now. but that's
one thing I won't buy for you How
would a pot of hot coffee from the
cafe strike your
"You could make 1t baby food and
I'd drink 1t II you said So" Chartered
the drowned one from the inside a
the wet undershirt he was trying u
pull or over his head.
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