Life of Frederick Courtenay Selous, D.S.O., Capt. 25th Royal Fusiliers — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Life of Frederick Courtenay Selous, D.S.O., Capt. 25th Royal Fusiliers
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"When the ice first began to break up, Leroux could not help
standing still for a few moments, and watching the rapidly
advancing line of breakage, and then when he turned to run for
it or rather skate for it, he was quite alone, and at some
little distance behind the crowd of people who had first taken
the alarm. Suddenly there was a wild, despairing cry ahead, and
Leroux saw that the ice was breaking up in the narrow channel
between the two islands. At this juncture many people
undoubtedly lost their heads as they skated right into the
broken ice and almost all of them at once disappeared. It was
between the two islands that the greatest loss of life occurred,
as of the forty-nine bodies subsequently recovered in different
parts of the lake, twenty-four were found in close proximity to
one another at this spot, and yet there was scarcely a head to
be seen at the time of the accident above the broken ice, as the
weight of the heavy slabs forced those who fell in between them
under water almost immediately. Although he was only a boy of
fifteen at this time, he had never missed a chance of falling
through weak or rotten ice every winter since he first went to
school, and these various experiences had no doubt given him a
good deal of self-confidence. At any rate he felt neither
frightened nor flurried by the somewhat alarming circumstances
of the position in which he now found himself, but quickly made
up his mind as to the best course to adopt to save his life. As
the ice had already broken up both before and behind him, but
was still solid immediately behind him he stopped short where he
was, and lay down at full length on the longest piece of ice he
could see which was free from widely open cracks. He had
scarcely done so, when the wave of breakage which had commenced
near the bridge passed him, all the great cracks with which the
ice-sheet was seamed opening to such an extent that every
separate slab became detached. Many of these slabs were first
tilted a little into the air, as had happened when the ice first
broke up near the bridge, but they immediately fell flat again
into their places, so that the whole of the ice-sheet in the
central part of the ornamental water seemed to be in one piece,
though in reality the cracks which divided it into innumerable
small slabs were now so wide that each piece was independent the
one of the other, and most of them would not have been large
enough to support the weight of a man standing near their edge,
without heeling over and precipitating him into the water.