A CLOSE CALL IN THE RAPIDS
It took Hugh and Billy only a dozen seconds to clear the intervening ground to reach the scene, such was the speed with which they ran. Billy had been just as rapid in disposing of his clothes as Hugh, so that he was close at the other’s heels when the scout master hurried into the stream
On reaching the bank of the river, Hugh saw that it was just as he had feared. Out in the midst of the boiling current, where the foam leaped and there were evidently dangerous rapids of some sort, a boy was struggling madly. He had evidently been attempting to swim across that dangerous place when attacked by cramps; either that or else he had been thrown against a concealed rock and struck his head so as to become staggered and frightened.