Up in Ardmuirland eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 169 pages of information about Up in Ardmuirland.

Up in Ardmuirland eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 169 pages of information about Up in Ardmuirland.

But Doddy’s faithful guardian had watched the boy steal off, to be met by five or six others, and followed them at a distance.  He did not venture to join the party openly, fearing to be driven off ignominiously, as he often had been before on other occasions.  By the time he reached them they had been some half-hour at the lake, and had most of them ventured cautiously to try the bearing power of the ice.  The long frost had made this quite safe in most parts; but, unluckily, the lads were not aware that there were other portions where rising springs prevented the water from freezing much, if at all.  As long as they kept near to the place upon which they had first set foot all was well; but security made them venturesome.  They started a game of shinty, and threw themselves into the sport with fervor.

Bildy, partly hidden behind the bushes which skirted the water, watched the game with interest, his eyes on his beloved Doddy.  Suddenly, while he looked on, Doddy disappeared, and a shout of terror arose from the other boys, who were too full of fear to do much toward helping the unfortunate child, though one or two slid down prostrate and tried to crawl to the hole into which Doddy had fallen, in order to help him out with their sticks.

It remained for Bildy to come to their assistance.  With a frightened cry the man rushed over the ice to the spot, and regardless of the cautions which the others shrilled at him, plunged into the water.  Doddy had fallen in where there was only very thin ice around the edge of an open sheet of water.  Luckily, it was shallow for a man, though it covered the child.  Bildy managed to seize the boy and rose up gasping from the pool, holding Doddy aloft.  He seated the frightened child on his shoulder, and was able to keep half his own body out of the water.  Thus they remained till help came in the shape of one or two farm-servants, who had been summoned by the screams of the boys.

It was not a difficult matter to get the two out of the water safely; indeed, any one more sensible than poor Bildy could have lifted the child onto thicker ice, after wading some paces in the water.  Both were shivering with cold and drenched with water, which froze on their clothes during their hurried progress home to bed.

The after-effects were not serious, as far as Doddy was concerned.  He got a severe cold, but nothing worse—­not taking into account the castigation administered with a good-will by his “auntie.”  With poor Bildy it was different.  He had been in the ice-cold water far longer than the boy, and a serious attack of pneumonia was the result.  The poor fellow had probably little stamina.  He did not rally, even when the climax seemed to have been successfully passed, but grew weaker every day.

“Robina Lamont wants me to go to that poor fellow,” Val said one day.  “She wants me to do what I can for him, as the doctor gives no hope of recovery.  I can baptize him conditionally, of course, and I am starting now.  Would you like to come, Ted?”

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