Aunt Madge fell out of a boat under water." A moment later he saw the young girl rise to the surface with a child in her grasp.

With one headlong plunge, and a few strong strokes, he was at her side, exclaiming, "Great God, Madge! what does this mean ?" "Take her to the shore, quick; no matter about me;" and she pushed the limp and apparently lifeless form into his arms.
"But, Madge--" he began.
"Haste! haste! and the child may be saved.

Don't think of me; I can swim as well as you;" and she struck out toward the shore.
Wondering and thrilled with admiration, in spite of the confusion of his thoughts, he did as directed, and took the child to land at once.
Madge was there as soon as he, crying, even before she left the water, "Run for Dr.Sommers, and if not at home ride after him." Meanwhile gentlemen and employes of the house were arriving, and some turned back in search of the physician.
The awful tidings had come upon poor Mrs.Wilder, the mother of the child, like a bolt out of a clear sky, and she had run screaming and moaning toward the scene of disaster.

Mother love had given her almost superhuman strength; but when she saw the pale little face on the ground, with the hue of death upon it, she crouched beside it in speechless agony, and watched the efforts that were made to bring back consciousness.
Madge led and directed these efforts.

In truth, she did as much to save the child on land as when it had lain submerged on the muddy bottom of the pond.