e had not wanted to
row about the lake, I should have had time to catch some fish."

Not knowing what was passing in his mind, Fanny, whose eyes fell on the
basket, laughingly said to Norman.

"Shall I carry it home again, or will you and Sandy carry it between you
on a stick, as you proposed?"

"Why do you say that?" exclaimed Norman, jumping up, "you are sneering
at me; you will go and tell them I daresay that I threw my rod into the
water."

"Indeed, I will not," said Fanny, "I do not wish that any one should
laugh at you."

"You are always laughing at me yourself," he answered, growing more
angry. "But I will keep you in order, you are but a girl, and girls
should always obey their brothers, that's what I think."

"You are but a little boy, though you think yourself a big one," said
Fanny, somewhat nettled at the way he spoke. "I wish to be kind to you,
but I will not obey you, especially when you are angry, as you appear to
be now, without any cause that I can see."

Fanny was not aware how very angry Norman was.

Suddenly darting at her, he seized her hat and tore it off her head.

"Take care, young gentleman, what you are about," cried Sandy, putting
in his oars and about to take hold of Norman, who with Fanny's hat in
his hand, had jumped up on the seat.

"Your hat shall go after my fishing-rod," he cried out, and was about to
throw it as far from him as he could into the water, when, in making the
attempt, he lost his balance and overboard he fell.

For a moment the water which got into his mouth as he struggled and
splashed about, prevented him from uttering any sound. When he came to
the surface he quickly found his voice.

"Help! help! I am drowning!" he shrieked out. "I am drowning! I am
drowning! Oh save me, save me!"

Sandy quickly leaning over the side of the boat caught hold of him, and
dragged him in, though he continued to shriek lustily, and struggle as
if he was still in the water.

Poor Fanny gave a cry of alarm.

"He is all safe, young lady, and the cold bath will cool his anger, and
won't do him any harm," observed Sandy. "But we will just pull off his
wet clothes, and I will wrap him in my jacket."

Norman who soon regained his senses, and became quieter when he found
himself safe in the boat again objected to this, but Sandy insisted on
doing what he proposed, and in spite of his struggles, took off his wet
things, and made him put on his jacket, which he fastened ro