. The true story book . which I hadbeen encouraged was only the shoaling of a long bank whichextended with the stream. I now saw that before I joined raybonnet, which still danced and circled in the pool below, there wasonly one effort left—to struggle up the stream, and reach the point p 34 ADVENTUEES ON THE FINDHOEN from which I had taken the water. But this was a desperateattempt; for at every step I had to find a safe footing at the upperside of some stone, and then with all my strength to force myselfagainst the current. But often the stones gave way, and, looseningfrom their bed, went ro
. The true story book . which I hadbeen encouraged was only the shoaling of a long bank whichextended with the stream. I now saw that before I joined raybonnet, which still danced and circled in the pool below, there wasonly one effort left—to struggle up the stream, and reach the point p 34 ADVENTUEES ON THE FINDHOEN from which I had taken the water. But this was a desperateattempt; for at every step I had to find a safe footing at the upperside of some stone, and then with all my strength to force myselfagainst the current. But often the stones gave way, and, looseningfrom their bed, went rolling and rumbling clown the rapid, and Iwas driven back several feet, to recommence the same river also was still increasing, and the flat sand, which wasdry when I left it, was now a sheet of water. While I was thuswrestling with the stream, I saw Dreadnought enter, not at hisusual place in the pool, but at the tail, just above the run of thestream in which I was struggling. He came whimpering over, and. crossed about a yard or two above me; but instead of making forthe bank, he turned in the water, and swam towards me. Thestream, however, was too strong for him, and carried him called and waved to the forest, and he turned and steered for itsbank, but did not reach the shelving sand till he was well tumbledin the top of the rapid, out of wrhich he only emerged in time tocatch a little back-water, which helped him on to the shore. Theattempt of the dog to reach me had passed while I rested: andwhen he gained the bank, I resumed my effort to make the shallowerwater. Dreadnoughts eye was turned towards uie as he came drippingup the bank, and seeing me move forward, he ran before me to thewaters edge, at the right entrance of the ford, whining, and ADVENTURES ON THE FINDHORN 35 howling, and baying, as if he knew as well as I that it was theplace to make for. In a few steps the stones became less slippery,and the bottom more even, and I began to think that I
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