THE SPORT OF KINGS John Scott, who was suffering from his second immersion in a French river, came up with mouth, eyes and nose full of water.

The stream around him was crowded with men swimming or with those who had reached water shallow enough to permit of wading.

As well as he could see, the shell had done no damage besides giving them a huge bath, of which every one stood in much need.
But he had a keen and active mind and it never worked quicker than it did now.

He had thought his chance for escape might come in the confusion of a hurried crossing, and here it was.

He dived and swam down the stream toward the willows that lined the bank.