turned over on him, sending him into the water and mud up to his
knees.

"Gracious! this won't do!" he muttered, and tried to turn back.
He found the water and mud very treacherous, and in a few seconds
he went down again, this time to his waist. His feet were in the
mud so firmly that he could scarcely budge them. He let out a cry
for help. Then the mud below the surface commenced to sink, and
in a few minutes poor Giant was up to his armpits. What to do he
did not know, and it looked as if he would surely be drowned.




CHAPTER XVI

THE RESCUE OF GIANT


Snap had the breakfast well underway when Shep came out of the tent.

"Hello, you're at it early," remarked the doctor's son. "Why didn't
you call me and I would have helped you."

"Oh, I didn't want to disturb you, Shep, you were snoozing so
comfortably."

"Where is Giant?"

"Gone off to see if he can get some game before we leave."