or an instant did he
lose his presence of mind. Phil had caught his breath as his feet touched
the waterand now that he had sunk beneath the surface he began to kick
vigorously and work his hands to check his downward course.
A moment of this and he felt himself rising toward the surface. Phil
was as good a swimmer as he was a performer in the circus ringand he
felt no nervousnesseven though his position at that moment was a
perilous one.
Almost at once he felt his head above the surface of the riverbut his
eyes were so full of muddy water that he could see nothing at all. Instead
of trying to swimPhil lay over on his backfloated and began blinking
industriously to get the water out of his eyes. He soon found that he
could see once morethough at that moment there was nothing to be seen
in the blackness of the night.
There's the 'Marie'
he cried. Phil raised his voice in a good lusty
howl for helpbut none heard him. He could see the lights of the
steamboat and they appeared to be far away.
The Circus Boys On the Mississippi
133
There is only one thing left for me to doand that is to strike out for
the shore. I wonder which way the shore is?
Once more he raised hi
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