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companion good-by, thinking he would not 

 care to go farther, and waded in. He squatted 

 by the water's edge and set up a howl. I stopped 

 and explained to him that this was very bad 

 crossing for an injured dog, and] that we would 

 better separate; but he only howled the more. 

 He wanted to go with me, but was afraid to try 

 alone. 



Returning to the bank, I found a rope in the 

 flood wreckage, tied this around his neck and 

 waded in. He followed cheerfully, but swam 

 with effort. When about half way across, and 

 in the water up to my shoulders, I attached 

 myself to a floating log lest the dog should 

 weaken and need help. Within sixty or seventy 

 feet of the desired bank we struck a stretch of 

 swift, deep water, in which I was compelled to 

 let the animal go and swim for the shore. My 

 companion was swept down by the current, and 

 the rope caught on a snag, entangling my legs 

 so that I had to cut it or drown. The current 

 swept poor doggie against some stranded wreck- 

 age in midstream. On this he climbed, while I 

 struggled on to the bank. 



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