On the arrival of Dr.Telfair, the village physician, he pronounced that there was nothing whatever the matter with Sam but a bad fright, and prescribed dry garments and hot lemonade.
"Don't I need any medicine ?" groaned Sam, determined to make the most out of his temporary notoriety.
"No, you don't," growled the doctor; "unless," he added to himself, "they put up 'courage' in bottles." "I suppose those boys will be more stuck up than ever now," said Jack to Bill Bender, as, having perfunctorily thanked their rescuers, they started for home with the almost weeping Sam.
"Sure to be," rejoined Bill.

"It's all your fault, Sam, for taking us out in that fool hydroplane." "My fault! Well, I like that," stuttered out Sam.

"You asked me to come, and you know I wanted to come back when the boys told us it might come on to blow; but you called me a 'sissy,' and said I was too timid to own a boat." "Um--er--well," rejoined Bill, somewhat confused, "that's so.

But anyhow, to return to what we were talking about, it's given those kids a great chance to set up as heroes." "Well, we can work that scheme we were talking about last night on them just as soon as you're ready," suddenly remarked Jack.

"That will give them something else to think about." "Oh, say, Jack, cut it out, won't you ?" pleaded Sam.