Chapter21

#Chapter21

IT IS SO HARD FOR A YOUNG GIRL TO FACE THE WORLD ALONE.

/"Help! help!/" the words echoed sharp and clear again through the frosty morning air, and this time the man walking hurriedly along the road heard it distinctly, paused, and turned a very startled face toward the river.

It required but a glance to take in the terrible situation; the young girl stretched at full length on the ice, holding by main strength, something above the aperture in the ice; it was certainly a woman's head.

/"Courage, courage!/" he cried in a voice like a bugle blast. /"Help is at hand! Hold on!/" And in less time than it takes to tell it, he had reached the girl's side.