"Now is our chance! Come!" yelled Snap, and leaped from the roof
of the shed on the river side. His chum followed, and once again
the pair put for the stream with all speed. They kept out of
sight of the ram as much as possible and he did not see them until
they were almost at the water's edge. Before he could come up they
dove into the stream and swam out several yards.

"Say, that's what I call a narrow shave!" cried Shep, when he and
his chum realized that the danger was over. "I want nothing more
to do with that ram."

"It's a pity we lost the strawberries," returned Snap. "However,
it can't be helped."

The two boys were soon well out in the river and they looked anxiously
over to the cove. Nothing was to be seen of Giant and Whopper.

"They must be behind the bushes dressing," said Snap. "Hello!"
he yelled. "Hello! Where are you?"

No answer was returned, and the doctor's son joined in the cry. Then
both boys pulled a more hasty stroke and soon got to a point where
they could wade ashore.

"It can't be possible they went home," said Snap, as he gazed around
in perplexity.

"We'll soon see," was the answer, and the doctor's son ran to the
bushes where the clothing had been left. "Well, I never!" he cried.