How long he remained in this trying position, with life on one side, and death on the other, Jack never knew. He clung fast as never before, and to secure himself still further, tied the rope fast to the tree and to his own body.
It was now broad daylight. Surely some one passing on either shore would see and assist him.
But hour after hour dragged along, and no one came. It was getting toward noon, and the sun sent a glare all over the sparkling water.
What was this dark object that was floating so rapidly toward him?
A man!
The young machinist uttered an exclamation. The body came within his reach, and leaning over, he stayed its progress.
THE BODY CAME WITHIN HIS REACH, AND LEANING OVER, HE STAYED ITS PROGRESS
The form was limp and motionless, the eyes closed.
Jack turned it over.