This was repeated again and again, the baby remaining in the stream about a minute at a time.
Once or twice it made wry faces at swallowing a mouthful of water, and choked a spluttered as if on the point of strangling.

At such times however, the mother snatched it up and by a process scarcely to be mentioned obliged it to eject the fluid.

For several weeks afterwards I observed this woman bringing her child down to the stream regularly every day, in the cool of the morning and evening and treating it to a bath.

No wonder that the South Sea Islanders are so amphibious a race, when they are thus launched into the water as soon as they see the light.

I am convinced that it is as natural for a human being to swim as it is for a duck.