The water was so muddy I could not see anything, but I felt around among the hoop poles, and presently grasped a limp wrist which gave me no response--and if it had I should not have known it, I let it go with such a frightened suddenness.
The boy had been caught among the hoop poles and entangled there, helplessly.

I fled to the surface and told the awful news.

Some of us knew that if the boy were dragged out at once he might possibly be resuscitated, but we never thought of that.

We did not think of anything; we did not know what to do, so we did nothing--except that the smaller lads cried, piteously, and we all struggled frantically into our clothes, putting on anybody's that came handy, and getting them wrong- side-out and upside-down, as a rule.

Then we scurried away and gave the alarm, but none of us went back to see the end of the tragedy.