CHAPTER VIII A SORRY PLIGHT
There was a great splash. The sturdy life-boat rocked dangerously and then all was still.
John and George had now lifted themselves from their fallen position and all three boys peered eagerly about.
“Where are they? What happened?” demanded John.
“They went overboard,” exclaimed Grant.
“But where are they?”
“There they are, over there,” cried George. “Get out the oars.”
A dark head appeared for an instant and then sank beneath the surface of the water once more.
“That’s Sam,” cried John excitedly. “Swing the boat around.”
“I’m doing my best,” panted George as he dipped one oar deep into the water and pulled with all his might. In response to his efforts the boat came around until it was directly over the spot where Sam’s head had appeared. John and Gr
