As he skated forward, the former major of the school battalion stripped off the sweater he was wearing.
"Join hands with me," he called to his chums.

"Now be careful; not too near the hole, remember.

I'll throw Ritter the end of the sweater." His chums understood, and while they held hands, Jack advanced cautiously.

The ice cracked ominously, but step by step he drew closer to where Ritter was clinging.
"Catch hold!" he cried, as he swung one end of the sweater toward the unfortunate youth.
"You--you won't let go ?" questioned the bully, suspiciously.
"Of course not!" retorted Jack.

"Hold tight now, and we'll haul you up." He gave the signal, and Andy and Pepper pulled back with all their might, and Jack did the same.