I am going home now, and if you ever catch me in that darn water, I'll give you leave to drown me.
Before going, I wish to present you some token of my esteem and regard." Paul assured him that he required nothing, stating that the knowledge he had saved his life was sufficient reward in itself.

The persistent individual was not satisfied.

He slipped his hand in his pocket and drew forth a pocket-book, from which he extracted a dilapidated looking fifty-cent note.

Fervently pressing it into Paul's hand, he said: "You take that and remember me." Paul was surprised at the liberal present, but quickly recovering, he said to the departing excursionist: "Hold on, my friend, you are forgetting something." Carefully counting forty-nine cents from a handful of change he drew out of his pocket, he handed it to the rescued man and remarked: "I could not think of taking a cent more than your life is worth." On another occasion, Paul succeeded in rescuing a young lady who was being rapidly carried out to sea and who would certainly have been drowned but for his aid.

In his struggles to get her ashore, he was compelled two or three times to grasp her roughly by the hair.