“‘Be careful, Sarah,’ Betty cautioned every little bit. ‘Do be careful.’
“‘Higher, higher!’ Charlie kept calling.
“At last I reached the top and looked down, and then the most dreadful thing happened: I got awfully sick—sick and dizzy. I closed my eyes tight and held to the trunk of the tree and felt as if I should fall any minute. If I should fall to the ground and be killed, then every one would say it was Charlie’s fault. And it wouldn’t be at all, for I should have known better than to try to climb the old tree. I thought about the new blue delaine dress which I had never worn—they could bury me in that. And then I tried to say my prayers, but I was so dizzy, oh, so dizzy, that I couldn’t remember a single word of them.
I tried to say my prayers but I was so dizzy that I couldn’t remember a single word of them
“I told Charlie and Betty I was dizzy and that I was afraid I’d fall.
“At first they thought I was fooling, but they soon saw I was in earnest.
“‘Hold on tight!’ Betty screamed. ‘Keep your eyes shut. Don’t be afraid, Sarah, we’ll save you.’
“Charlie ran around as if he were crazy, crying and shouting, ‘It’s my fault, it’s all my fault! Hold on tight, Sarah. I’ll bring Stanley. He’ll get you down. Hold on!’