The Kid came with the rest, gave one scream and hid his face in the Little Doctor's skirts, and trembled so that his mother was more frightened for him than for the horse, and had Chip carry him to the house where he could not watch the first-aid efforts of the Happy Family.
They did not say anything, much.

By their united strength they pulled Silver up the bank so that his limp head hung downward.

Then they began to work over him exactly as if he had been a drowned man, except that they did not, of course, roll him over a barrel.

They moved his legs backward and forward, they kneaded his paunch, they blew into his nostrils, they felt anxiously for heart-beats.

They sweated and gave up the fight, saying that it was no use.