He was back again in a few minutes, running, waving his handkerchief over his head, and showing so joyous a face that the others exclaimed half breathlessly, “Oh, is he coming to?”
“Yes, yes, Cousin Arthur says there are signs of life, and he thinks that he will be able to save him.”
The glad news was received with a simultaneous burst of joyful exclamations.
“His parents have come,” added Walter, “and are, oh! so anxious to see him, but don’t know yet that anything is wrong with him.”
And now with their minds relieved the girls were able to give attention to anything that might be going on within the range of their vision.
A boat was tied to the wharf and they saw that persons had left it and were wandering along the beach, among them an elderly man having several children in his care.
Presently this little group had seated themselves on the beach quite near our little party, and the smallest, a child of three, came toddling toward them.
“How do you do, baby girl? Do you like candy? Will you have a bite?” asked Rosie, holding out a tempting-looking morsel.
The little one stood gazing for a moment with her finger in her mouth, then she accepted the offer. “Dood!” she said smacking her lips. “Dot nudder bit for Sally?”
“Yes,” Rosie said, bestowing another piece.