ly half a minute, and Mr. Gordon can hold out
longer than that," Paul replied, firmly; though himself anxiously
counting the seconds, because he knew he could never trust to a
haphazard guess.

"There! wasn't that a jerk?" asked Jud Elderkin; but the wish was father
to the thought; and again Paul refused to be swerved from his plan of
action.

Sighs were heard, and more than one groan. It required considerable
firmness on the part of the patrol leader to refrain, when every nerve
in his body seemed crying out in protest. But the time he had set as a
limit had not yet expired.

Just as he was about to give in, he felt a sudden quick pull, followed
by another.

"Now!" he called, in his excitement, and it was like the letting off
steam from an overcharged boiler.

How those fellows did pull upon that line! Paul had to caution them to
be careful, such was their eagerness to get the scoutmaster safely above
water.

And when presently his figure arose, and they saw that he was carrying
poor Andy in his arms, such a shout as went up! Two fellows who had been
in camp all this while, resting in ignorance as to the thrilling event
that was transpiring, came galloping along the shore to see what was up.

Mr. Gordon knew just how to get to work in order to revive Andy,
providing he had not been under the water too long. His system was the
same as that used by Paul; indeed, it had been the scoutmaster who had
taught Paul much of what he knew in the science of life saving.

After half an hour of hard work, during which the boys were greatly
depressed, success greeted their efforts. Andy was revived; but he had
had even a closer call than Tom Betts. It was a very useful lesson to
every boy in camp, and one that they could profit by in future years.

"What did it feel like, Andy?" asked Mr. Gordon, after the rescued boy
had recovered enough to talk.

"Sure and I thought a great big giant had holt of me," Andy remarked,
slowly and thoughtfully. "I tried me best to break away; but the harder
I swum the tighter he grabbed me. I remimber trying to shout out for
help, and swallowin' a quart of wather. Thin I didn't know anything at
all till I opened me peepers right here, and saw yees all dancin' around
me. But I don't go swimmin' in that old lake agin. It's enchanted,
that's what it is."

When the secret of the unseen outlet of the lake was explained to Andy,
he just smiled and shook his head. He had been down there, and ough