down and changed his wet clothing for another suit he fortunately happened
to have with him. Thanks to his strong constitution and vigorous health,
he felt no bad effects.

He then went down to the kitchen, asked the cook for a cup of hot coffee,
and, after hastily swallowing it, rushed off to find David, Hippy and
Reddy and tell them the news. He was filled with admiration for Grace.

"She is the finest, most resolute girl I ever knew!" he exclaimed as he
finished his story.

"Hurrah for Grace Harlowe!" shouted Reddy.

"Let's go down to-night and see if she's all right?" suggested David.

Before seven o'clock the four boys were on their way to the Harlowe's.
They crept quietly up to the living-room window. Grace sat by the fire
reading. Very softly they began a popular song that was a favorite of
hers. Grace's quick ears caught the sound of the music. She was out of
the house like a flash, and five minutes later the four boys were seated
around the fire going over the day's adventure.

"The deaf and dumb man who helped you out is quite a character," said
Hippy. "I know him well. He used to work for my father. He isn't half so
foolish as he looks, either. As for that wagon you used as a life
preserver, I am proud to say that it was once mine."

"It must have been made especially strong," observed Reddy.

"It was. Hickory and iron were the materials used, I believe. I played