CHAPTER XIX
A COLLISION
"Man overboard!" yelled Joe, more from a sudden instinct than because there was anyone beside himself on the boat to be informed of the fact. Then, with a leap, Joe was outside the pilot house, and standing in the bow of the still-moving craft.
Joe had caught up, in his rush, a cork life ring, attached to a rope, one being kept on the forward deck in readiness for any emergency in the flood. The young operator shoved the fallen camera to one side, and peered eagerly down for a sight of his chum.
"Here you go, Blake!" Joe cried, a hasty glance toward shore showing him two men coming in a rowboat, in response to his cries. '"Here you go! Grab this!"
For he had a glimpse of Blake's head emerging from the water.
Blake was a good swimmer, but he was handi-
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