This lesson was done well, then Mrs. Vernon said:
“Now turn the patient face downward on her breast and give artificial respiration.”
“Explain, Verny—that long word is too much for me,” said Julie.
“You press the lower ribs down and forward towards the head, then release. Repeat this action twelve times to every minute.”
Now Julie and Joan worked with a will, and Betty found herself revived far enough to object to their energetic treatment. She had had five respirations administered, and her first-aids were giving the sixth, when Betty kicked out with her heels and tripped Joan over upon her face.
“My! This dead one came to mighty quick, Verny. We must be powerful good treaters,” laughed Julie.
“Scouts, I am sure Betty is well along the road to recovery, so we can go on to the next lesson,” laughed Mrs. Vernon.
“The next thing to do, is to place heated bottles of water at Betty’s feet, and rub her arms and legs briskly, but be sure to always rub towards the heart,” said the Captain.
“Must I have more treatment?” asked Betty, plaintively.
“Sure! You’re not all alive yet,” laughed Ruth.