. Bomb. poorHarman, the sluggish current coursing mj- \eins almost stood still at the sight of the other cadets : hovering near the edge of the damabout midwa\- out, with white pants held down, in the vain hope that Harman might grasp them. A husky agonizing tone of Goback, go back ! sent them away from danger. Just then a white object came floating by. It was Harman, with feet and hands down, only the back in view, floating lifelesswith the current. Fauntlero)-, with his accustomed level-headedncss, threw the pole o\er his body and drew him to the island, limpand lifeless. Ah ! w hat a sad si
. Bomb. poorHarman, the sluggish current coursing mj- \eins almost stood still at the sight of the other cadets : hovering near the edge of the damabout midwa\- out, with white pants held down, in the vain hope that Harman might grasp them. A husky agonizing tone of Goback, go back ! sent them away from danger. Just then a white object came floating by. It was Harman, with feet and hands down, only the back in view, floating lifelesswith the current. Fauntlero)-, with his accustomed level-headedncss, threw the pole o\er his body and drew him to the island, limpand lifeless. Ah ! w hat a sad sight. But, why fold our arms when there , perhaps, a spark of life still left ? Placing the bod\-over our grasped hands water rushed from his mouth. A slight mo\ement followed ; intelligence waked in his e\-es and Harman cameback to life. A pantlcss, but thankful party returned to barracks that afternoon with a memory \i\ id and harrowing, which theybear to this day. Fkedekick F. Amiss, (C/ass of S6)..
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