Out in the middle of the stream the water was nearly hip deep. Brinklow carefully took his bearings from objects on shore, and mapping out in his mind the territory that he intended to explore, he went over it yard by yard, feeling around the bottom with one bare foot while he braced himself with the other.
To make a long story short, he had been in the icy water for nearly an hour, when suddenly the watchers saw him steady himself with extra care and duck down almost out of sight. The submersion of his entire body was too much for his balance. He was swept off his feet and dangled helplessly on the end of the line, swinging violently back and forth and rolled over and over. However, by a series of violent muscular efforts he finally succeeded in gaining his feet again. When he arose out
