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Just then George had his mouth full of water; he could only go on battling manfully. But he began to feel a great weakness. Was he about to faint again? He dared not think of it. There was a loosening of the cord around his waist. He looked to his left and there was Waggie floating down the stream like a tiny piece of wood. His head had slipped from his collar.
You can sing negro songs, can't you?" "Yes; and other songs, too." "That's good. And Waggie has some tricks, hasn't he?" "He can play dead dog and say his prayers and howl when I sing and do some other tricks." "Then I've got the whole scheme in my mind," said Watson, with enthusiasm. "Let me play a blind man, with you as my leader. I think I can fix my eyes in the right way.
George tried to run, but something pinned him to the ground a wild animal was at his throat. He awoke with a start, to find that Waggie was leaping upon his chest, barking furiously. "Hush up, you little rascal!" ordered George. He felt very sleepy, and he was angry at being aroused.
As he, too, finally ran off, Waggie, who had been released from his master's pocket, bounded by his side as if the whole proceeding were an enjoyable picnic. When George reached the wood many of the men were already invisible. He found Watson leaning against a tree, pale and breathless. "What's the matter?" asked the boy anxiously. "Nothing," said Watson.
How delicious the food tasted when it was served to them at the officers' mess; and how comfortable but strange they felt when, an hour later, they were arrayed in all the glory of clean underclothes, shoes, nice suits and naval caps. When they came on deck again, how the sailors did cheer. And Waggie!
George found at once that his work meant something more than keeping himself afloat. The current was rapid, and it required all his power to keep from being carried down the river like a helpless log. Waggie was sputtering and pawing the water in his master's wake. "Keep going," shouted Watson. "This current's no joke!" Even he was having no child's play.
A ball sped by George, dangerously near the capacious pocket in which Waggie was ensconced; a second bullet would have ended the life of Watson had it come an inch nearer the crown of his head. "Look here," said Watson. "These men are fresh we are weakened by imprisonment they will get up to us in the end. Let's try a trick. The next time the bullets come we'll drop as if we were dead."
When the stop was made the men in the car quickly opened the door and came tumbling to the ground. They were glad to stretch their legs and get a breath of fresh air. Waggie bounded and frisked with delight when he espied George. "I've had a time with that dog," said Jenks.
"Now or never," thought George. He arose, stuffed Waggie into his pocket, and said to the Captain: "If you want to find out about me, write me. This is my station. Good-bye!" The next instant he had stepped out of the car, and was on the platform. He and an elderly lady were the only two passengers who alighted.
In reality he had let go his hold upon the boat. So, too, had Watson. The next moment was a blank. The sun came burning down on poor Waggie, perched on top of the craft, as he growled piteously at the sight of master and friend drifting helplessly away. When George recovered his senses he was lying on the deck of one of the war-vessels, and Waggie was barking in an effort to awaken him.
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