boom.
Quick as a Bash Barry sprang to the rescue. Cautious
ly he approached the edge of the ice and, extending his club,
started to pull the little fellow out. But crack, went the ice
behind him, and down he went. All had been well until a
big fellow came up behind him. Three were now struggling ,
in the water, and the crowd was seemingly apathetic,
"Oh, oh help !" exclaimed the big fellow excitedly. "I
can't swim ! I will drown.''
"Grab the ice, "said Barry, treading water, Although
he retained his presence of mind, he felt his strength begin
ning to waver, and his efforts to keep himself above were
becoming feebler. Gasping for breath, he felt himself going
under.
Then came an authoritative voice. "Turn around."
Turning around, he saw that rescue was at hand. The fel
lows had formed themselves into a chain, and the Univer
sity fellow was holding out to him a little fellow. Grabbing
hold of the little fellow's legs, he was soon pulled out and
saved.
Bustling friends now hurried him off twine. His grand
mother, with rare good tact, had him change his clothes and
lie down on a sofa, drawn up before the warm fire in the
sitting-room.
Soon he was asleep; but his dreams were troubled and
feverish. "Oh, the ignominy of it ! Saved by the red and
blue 1 What a hero he will be in her eyes !"
Suddenly he was startled by a musical voice which said,
"How is Barry, Mrs. Brown ?
"Better now. He is tryitg to sleep a little, " she replied.
"I have something for him. May I give it to him ?"
"Certainly, he is in the sitting-room," pointing to an
open door.
She advanced cautiously; but there was no need of cau
tion. Her patient was awake, though pretending to be
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