DESPAIR! "How hot it be, Master Bob!" said Dick, when the sun had climbed so high that he seemed right overhead, sending down his rays vertically and making it so warm that the boys began to perspire, while they were tormented with thirst.

"I be parched wi' drout and could swaller a gallon o' spring wutter if I hed the chance!" "I say, let us have a swim," suggested Bob.

"I've heard it will relieve a person suffering from thirst; and, besides, I believe it will do us both good and freshen us up." "All right, Master Bob," said Dick somewhat hesitatingly, in reply to this proposition.

"But, ain't it deep here ?" "Deep! What does that matter ?" replied Bob lightly.

"Why, Dick, you silly fellow, you forget we always used to swim out every morning into deep water.