The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1925-11-04

Oh the steeringwheel as soon a. the
nah let go OF him with his hand. Had
ne remained behind the wheel he must
iniailDly nave gone to the bottom
WIN the car. and at that point where
me river narrowed to come through
me piers Of the bridge the water was
over twenty feet deep. He had suffi-
Gent presence of mind TO take a deep
breath as the car shot downward !;
then ne felt the water close over his
mead. And If before his struggles to
move had been fierce-now that the
END seemed at hand they became des-
perate. The desire to get clear-to
give one kick with his legs and come
10 the surface reused him to one SUI
perhuman effort He felt as If the
huge heave he gave with his legs
against the fioor-boards must send him
flying to the top; afterwards he real
lied that this vast effort had been
| purely mental-the actual physical re-
suit had been practically negligible.
But not quite, 1t had done something.
and the coat did the rest.
With that one last supreme throw
for life his mind had overcome the
effects of the poison to the extent of
forcing his legs to give one spasmodic
little kick. He fioated clear of the
car, and slowly-how slowly only his
bursting lungs could testify-the big
coat brought him to the surface. For
a moment or two he could do nothing
save draw in deep gulps of air; then
he realized that the danger was hot
yet past. For he couldn't shout, he
could do nothing save float and drift,
and the current had carried him clear
of the bridge out of sight of those Oh
top. And his mind was quite clear
enough to realize that the coat which
had saved him, once it became sodden
would just as surely drown him
He could see men with lanterns OH
the bridge; he could hear them shout
ing and talking And then he saw a
boat come back from the ship that had
passed through just before he went
over the edge in his car Surely
they'd pull down stream to look for
him, he thought in an agony of futile
anger; surely they couldn't be such
fools as to go on pulling about just by
the bridge when it was obvious he
wasn't there. But since they thought
that he was at the bottom in his car.
and blasphemous language was al
ready being waited at them by the
skipper of the vessel for the useless
delay, with a sinking heart Drummond
saw the boat turn around and disap-
pear upstream into the darkness. Men
but he was far beyond the range of
their lights. and he was drifting
farther every minute. 1t was just
question of time now-and it couldn't
be very long either. He could see that
his legs had gone down well below the
surface, and only the air that still re-
NAMED In the buttoned-up part of his
overcoat kept his head out and his
shoulders near the top. And when
that was gone-the end. He had done
all he could; there was nothing for it
now but wait for the inevitable finish.
Then a sudden change in his imme-
date surroundings began to take place.
AT first he could not realize what had
bappened; then little by little it began
IN dawn on him what had occurred.
Tn TO date the water in which he
foated had seemed motionless to him;
no had been drifting in it at exactly
the same velocity as the current. And
now suddenly, he saw that the water
was going past him. For a moment
or two he failed to understand the
significance of the fact; then wild
hope surged up in his mind. For a
time he stared fxedly at the bridge,
and the hope became certainty. He
was not drifting any farther from it;
no was stationary; he was aground
He could feel nothing; he could see
nothing-but the one stupendous fact
that he was aground. Life
took on another lease-anything might |
happen now. If only he could remain
there till the morning they would see
him from the bridge, and there seemed /
no reason why he shouldn't Inc
water still flowed sluggishly past him. |
broken with the faintest ripple close to |
his head. So he reasoned that it must
he very shallow where he was. ana |
being an incurable optimist, he con-
templated his next meeting win
Peterson.
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