The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1936-03-19
CHAPTER VI-Continued

HE likes me!' the girl laughed hap
PLY.
why shouldn't he?" Young asked
with all sobriety. THAT dogs got
sense!" Then he laughed at her dis
cOmfiture.
He started back toward his camp.
and had gone halfway from Mans
headquarters to the mill when he saw
a man running along the railroad
track toward the trestle. Then an
other. And from Vests Landing
three more were crossing rapidly. -.
Then a scream reached his ears.
Something stirring" he muttered,
and began to trOt.
whats up?" Young called to a
man.
Somebody fell in"
A wOman's scream cut the air sharp
ly, and Young saw a man grasp her
arms, holding her from hurting her.
self into the swirling current below.
kid, I'll bet, Tip!" he muttered.
Sure enough, a child. Little girl"
a boy answered excitedly when he
asked the question again. Dunno
whoI"
Kerry paused at the waters edge
and jerked at his pac laces.
Tip" The dog. tail vibrating as
this excitement infected him, peered
eagerly into his face. Somebody in
there; in the river. On the bottom. .
Fetch!"
In went the retriever, swimming rap
idly straight out from shore. Tip cir
cled slowly in the current, head tilted,
trying to see below the surface. Then
suddenly he dived. He did not go
deep; his tail protruded, and he was
under but a second.
''Fetch, Tip!" Young cried sharply
when he came up. Seconds meant
life.
a half-dOZen men were in the river,
diving from logs or from the trestle,
all searching blindly.
And then, below and outside these
frantic searchers, Tip came up with
a sharp little zip!
At that Young went in, swimming
stanchly.
The dog circled and went under
again, diving for the same spot.
When he came up, his master was
beside him.
"Good dog" he gasped and dived
for the bottom.
1t was dark down there. He drove
himself deep with mighty sweeps Of
his arms, with powerful scissor-kicks
of his long legs. He held his eyes
wide open, and when he felt his abil-
ity to stay down longer slipping rap
idly, he CROPPED wildly. His hand
touched a Shiny snag; and then, lungs
at the bursting-point, he was forced
to shoot upward.
He broke the surface, shaking water
from his eyes and gasping air. A ba-
bel of voices was in his ears.
He went further upstream this time,
and faced about and dived with the
current, utilizing its flow. Again he
found the snag, but that was all.
Again he dived, and this time he
thought he caught a vague flash of
lighter color in the murky depths as
he drifted past. He rose quickly and
swan his hest to get back to a point
from where he could dive again.
AS he turned. he saw another SWIM
mer so close TO him again that his
freedom of action was restricted.
Straight black hair was plastered over
a swarthy brow; angular black eyes
looked past him. Even in that mo-
ment of stress. Kerry had time to re-
mark that this was the face which
had peered at him while he shaved
this morning =. Common cause sure
". child drowning!
He went down again, down and
down. deep and deeper. The depths
hurt his eardrums: his lungs cried
out for relief from this repeated
strain. -.
And then pressure was on his back;
on the small of his back hand was
placed; fingers were fastening in his
shirt. =.
He kicked savagely, rolled over
eluded the clutch and shot upward.
He dashed a hand across his eyes.
gulped air through open mouth. A
rod below him the swarthy man rose
.nitting, and turned upstream. He