Finding a riffle, we pulled off our shoes and started across.
Grandpa very gingerly started picking his way. His tender old feet moved from one smooth rock to another.
Everything was fine until we reached midstream, where the current was much swifter.
He stepped on a loose round rock. It rolled and down he went.
As the cold river water touched his body, he let out a yell that could have been heard for miles.
He looked so funny we couldn’t keep from laughing.
Papa and the judge helped him to his feet. Laughing every step of the way, we finally reached the other side.
Grandpa kept going in his wet clothes until we reached the tree where the dogs were.
After killing the coon, we built a large fire so Grandpa could dry his clothes.
He’d get up as close to the fire as he could, and turn this way and that.
He looked so funny standing there with his long underwear steaming. I started rolling with laughter.
He looked over at me and snapped, “What’s so funny?” I said, “Nothing.” “Well, why are you laughing?” he said.
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