place being so far from the current, and the water but two or
three feet deep. The children, therefore, were but little noticed,
especially as they were at quite a distance from where the multitude
of spectators was assembled, being considerably higher up and near the
flat-land, bearing the undignified name which only historical accuracy
compels us to introduce. After a time a cake, on which one of the boys
was standing, began slowly to slip away from the shore. So gradually
was this done that it was unobserved by the boys themselves until it
had quite separated itself from the neighborhood of the other cakes,
so that no assistance could be rendered, when one of his companions
cried out to the little fellow upon it, to push for the shore. This
he had already been attempting to do, but in spite of all exertions
he was unable to come nearer. On the contrary, it was evident he was
receding. The water had now become so deep that his pole could no
longer reach the bottom. The current had drawn in the cake, and was
sweeping it with its precious freight to destruction. The children set
up a cry of alarm, which was heard by the spectators below, and first
attracted their attention.

A thrill of horror ran through the crowd. Men drew in their breath
hard, and women shrieked, unable to turn away their eyes, fastened by
a terrible fascination on the peril. Horrid apprehensions invaded the
mind of many a parent. The doomed boy might be his own son. Despairing
glances were cast around in every direction for help. In vain: none
could be given. There was time for nothing: with every second the
child was swept more rapidly to destruction.

Meanwhile the brave little fellow, planted firmly on the centre of the
cake, was balancing himself with the pole, and intrepidly confronting
the danger he could not avoid. Not a cry escaped, nor did his