My Strange Rescue, and Other Stories of Sport and Adventure in Canada — John Shaqi
My Strange Rescue, and Other Stories of Sport and Adventure in CanadaOxley, J. Macdonald (James Macdonald)
General
My Strange Rescue, and Other Stories of Sport and Adventure in Canada
Oxley, J. Macdonald (James Macdonald)
Canada -- Juvenile fiction; Canada -- Juvenile literature
That night, when Rob went up to his room, he found Jessie there.
"O Rob!" she hastened to say, "I’ve been waiting for you to come."
"What do you want to do, Jessie?" inquired Rob.
"Why, Rob, you know when father told us of his trouble, I made up my
mind to ask God to help him out of it. What is that in the Bible about
God doing anything that two of his people agree to ask for?"
Proud of his memory, Rob promptly repeated the verse: "If two of you
shall agree on earth as touching anything that they shall ask, it shall
be done for them."
"Yes, that’s it!" exclaimed Jessie. "Now then, Rob, can’t we agree to
ask God to help father to pay off that dreadful Mr. Shearer?"
"Of course we can," responded Rob heartily; "and we’ll do it right
away."
So down on their knees they went, and each in turn presented an earnest,
simple petition to God that aid should be granted their father in the
present emergency. When they rose their faces were radiant.
"It will be all right now, won’t it, Rob?" said Jessie, as she went to
her own room.
The following day passed without any sign of an answer, and so did the
next. Rob, boy-like, began to grow impatient, but Jessie was more
trustful. Each night they renewed their united requests.
On the third night Rob, the window of whose room overlooked the
mill-pond, happening to awake about midnight, thought he heard a most
unusual splashing noise coming from the pond. Sitting up in bed, and
listening attentively, he asked himself:—
"What can it be? Has somebody fallen into the pond? No, it can’t be
that, or there would be cries for help. Oh! it’s only some old cow
that’s fooling around."
He was about to accept this explanation and settle down to sleep again,
when there was added to the frantic splashing a hoarse bellow such as no
domestic animal ever uttered.
"I must see what that is," said he to himself. So out of bed he jumped,
hurried on his clothes, and slipping quietly out of the house, hastened
across the yard to the mill-platform, from which he could command a view
of the whole pond.
It was a bright, clear night, with the moon at the full, and the still
waters of the pond reflected its silver rays like a huge mirror. At
first the boy could see nothing to account for the strange noises he had
heard, but presently he discovered a big creature, whose exact nature he
could not make out, in the deepest part of the pond, where, surrounded
by the floating logs which had rendered futile all its efforts to
extricate itself, it was, for the moment, resting quietly as though
exhausted.
Rob’s appearance upon the platform evidently aroused the creature to
fresh exertions, and it proceeded to fling itself about with reckless
fury, in the course of which its head emerged from the shadow into a
broad band of light, and with a cry of astonishment Rob, who had been
bending over the edge of the platform, sprang to his feet.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account