two pushed it forward from behind, taking these different offices in
turn. As long as they remained in smooth water their progress was
rapid. Nothing could appear more easy than their undertaking. They
laughed, they jested with each other, and already thought themselves
on the opposite shore. But their triumph was premature: for they had
no sooner entered the current than the tree became unmanageable; now
pitching forward upon the swimmers, now recoiling with invincible force
against those who laboured to impel it from behind; dragging the former
after it, submerging the latter in the waves. No jests were now heard.
Every limb was plied, every nerve strained, to force a way through the
impetuous current; every man exerted himself to the utmost; but the
river rushed along with irresistible violence, and instead of making
way towards the shore, they saw themselves hurried down by the stream
towards the sea, where inevitable death awaited them. Meanwhile Le
Vaillant perceived with dismay that their strength began to fail them.
They breathed short, their strokes became irregular, their efforts
grew fainter and fainter; yet they tugged desperately at the tree,
apparently resolved at least to perish at their posts, and to share the
fate of him whom they could not save. Still they drew nearer and nearer
to the sea, and their hopes diminished in proportion. Observing this,
the two men who had been placed in the rear sprang forward, and by
their united strength endeavoured to force along the trunk. At length
Le Vaillant thought he perceived a diminution in the violence of the
current, and this discovery being communicated to the swimmers, they
redoubled their efforts, and in a few minutes one of them found that
he could touch the bottom. This he announced by a loud cry of joy,
which was re-echoed by the others. They now began to recover their
tranquillity, and pushing forward with vigour, were quickly landed on
the shore. Here they joyously kindled an immense fire, and having along
with them a small quantity of brandy, they drank it, dried themselves,
and next day departed on their return to the camp.
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