Young Hunters of the Lake by Ralph Bonehill
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"I don't know---unless we swim over." "Is anybody on board?" "I can't make out---in fact, I am not at all sure it is the boat," was the slow answer. The object they had discovered was quite a distance out on the lake and the light from their torches reached it but faintly. The thing was drifting down the lake slowly, and as they watched it almost passed from view. "Here, this won't do," cried Snap. "If it is the boat we must catch her and bring her in." "It's kind of cold swimming---this time of night," answered the doctor's son, who did not relish such a bath. "Here, you hold my things and I'll swim out," declared Snap, "I don't think the water is any colder now than in the day time." He was soon ready for the plunge, and noting the direction in which the object had last been seen, he waded into the water. The first touch felt icy, but after he had ducked down and taken a few strokes it did not seem so bad. He struck out lustily, and Shep held up both torches, that he might have some light by which to guide himself. Snap was a good swimmer, but the object out on the lake was further |
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