Steve took it and read: "Tannersville, Pa., Nov. 25. Morning papers have account of Oakdale scrape grateful to you for your rescue of Steve God bless you show this to Steve your father joins me in love to you both. John T. Edwards."
Steve let the telegram fall and stared blankly at Tom.
"What—do—you know—about that?" he gasped. "They've made it up, Tom!"
Tom nodded gravely. "It—it——" A slow smile overspread his face. "Honest, Steve, that's better than winning the game!"
"You bet it is! And you did it!"
"Oh, no." Tom's eyes twinkled merrily. "You did it yourself, Steve, by trying to get drowned!"