Chapter 28 - (VERSO)
oars? Left behind at the landing.
Anne gave one (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)gasping little(end superscript) scream which nobody ever heard; she was white to the lips but she did not lose her self-possession. There was one chance – just one.
“I was horribly frightened,” she told Mrs. Allan the next day,” and it seemed like years while the flat was drifting down to the bridge (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)and the water rising in it every moment. (end superscript)I prayed, Mrs. Allan, most earnestly, but I didn’t shut my eyes to pray, for I knew the only way God could save me was to let the flat float close enough to one of the bridge piles for me to climb up on it. (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)G16(end superscript) It was proper to pray but I had to do my part by watching out and right well I knew it. I just said, ‘Dear God, please take the flat close to a pile and I’ll do the rest,’ over and over again. Under such circumstances you don’t think much about making
LMM Note G16
You know the piles are just old tree trunks and there are lots of knots and old branch stubs on them.
"bridge piles": The bridge at Park Corner over what Montgomery declared was the inspiration for her Lake of Shining Waters had a wooden bridge spanning it. This is Montgomery’s photograph of it.
Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph, L.M. Montgomery Collection