"He'll be drowned! He's too cold to save himself!" was the cry of
several who were watching him.
"Be careful, boys!" came warningly from Mr. Strong. "Be careful, or
somebody else will get in!"
"Mr. Strong, if you will hold the plank, I'll crawl out and get hold of
Granbury," came from Dick, in a determined voice.
"Rover, can you do it?"
"I feel certain I can. Hold tight, please."
Dick leaped upon the plank and threw himself flat. Then he crawled out
as fast as he could, until he was on the end over the open water.
Holding to the plank with one hand he reached out to grasp George's
shoulder with the other.
"Sa--save me!" gasped the drowning boy.
"Give me your hand, George," called Dick.
Granbury tried to do so, but the effort was a failure, for the cold had
so numbed him he could scarcely move. Reaching as far as he could, Dick
caught a portion of his coat and drew the helpless boy toward him.
The ice cracked ominously, but did not break. Mr. Strong warned the
others still further back.
Slowly but surely Dick raised George to a level of the plank.
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