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again, clambered up with Singdahlsen, and laid
hini on the deck. He looked exaetly as il‘ he
were dead. They stripped him to his waist, and
then they began to work over him according to
the directions in the almanac for restoring
drowned people. If I live to be a million years
old I shall never forget that scene.
There lay the long, thin, half-naked
Singdahlsen on the deck, with two sailors lifting his
arms up and down, Mrs. Singdahlsen on her
knees by his side drying his face with a red
pocket-handkerchief, the sun shilling haking
hot on the deck, and the smoke of the steamer
floating out far behind us in a hig thick streak.
At length he showed signs of life and they
car-ried him into the cabin. Then, what do you
suppose happened? Mrs. Singdahlsen was
angry at mel Wasn’t that outrageous? The
whole thing was my fault, she said, for if I
hadn’t lost the five crowns, her son wouldn’t
have fallen overboard.
“ Xow you can pay for the doetor and the
apothecary, and for my anxiety and fright he-
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