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Title: My strange rescue, and other stories of sport and adventure in Canada
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Oxley, James Macdonald, 1855-1907
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Publisher: London T. Nelson
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
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Hugh called he tumbledit over. The strong line to which it was attached ranswiftly out as the boat slipped down the run. Then itstopped with a sharp sudden jerk, for the end Avas reached,and the stone had caught fast between the bio- stones onthe bottom. When the jerk came, Archie, suspecting nothing, wasstanding upright on the bow thwart, and at once, like astone from a catapult, he went fljing head-first throughthe air, striking the water with a loud splash, and dis-appearing into its dark embrace. Hughs first impulse was to burst out laughing, for heknew Archie could swim like a seal; and when, a momentlater, his head appeared above the water, he hailed himgaily: Well done, Arch! That was splendid! Comeback and try it again, wont you ? while the twinslaughed and crowed over their brothers amusing per-formance. Archie was not disposed to take a serious view of the IN ^ERIL AT BLACK RUN. 39 matter either, and shouted back, Try it yourself. Comealong ; Ill wait for you. \_>--V..,.-
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LIKE A STONE FBOM A CATAPULT, ABCHIE STRUCK THE WATER WITH A LOUD SPLASH. When, however, he sought to regain the boat, he foundthe current too strong for him, and despite his utmost exer- 40 IN PERIL AT BLACK RUN. tions, could make little or no headway against it. Thiswould not have been a cause for much alarm, however,had not the banks of the run been lined with a densegrowth of huge rushes through which Samson himselfcould hardly have effected a passage, while at their edgethe water ran deep and swift. Moreover, it still had plentyof the winter chill in it, for the time was mid-spring. Beginning to feel a good deal frightened, Archie calledout, Youll have to come and help me, Hugh. I cantget back to you. Now unquestionably the proper thing for Hugh to havedone was to take up the anchor, and letting the boat driftdown to where Archie was, haul him on board. Butstrange to say, cool, cautious Hugh for once lost his head.His brothers pale, frightened face startled him, and with-out paus

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