world。
He would have carried Faith； too； baby in her belly and all； but she wouldn't budge。 Just sat inside that wagon； bracing herself against the trunks and furniture as the wagon tipped and rocked。 Lightning crashed and branches broke； one of them tore the canvas and the water poured into the wagon but Faith held on with white knuckles and her eyes staring out。 Alvin knew from her eyes there wasn't a thing he could say to make her let go。 There was only one way to get Faith and her unborn baby out of that river； and that was to get the wagon out。
〃Horses can't get no purchase； Papa；〃 Vigor shouted。 〃They're just stumbling and bound to break a leg。〃
〃Well we can't pull out without the horses！〃
〃The horses are something； Papa。 We leave 'em in here and we'll lose wagon and horses too！〃
〃Your mama won't leave that wagon。〃
He saw understanding in Vigor's eyes。 The things in the wagon weren't worth a risk of death to save them。 But Mama was。
〃Still；〃 Vigor said。 〃On shore the team could pull strong。 Here in the water they can't do a thing。〃
〃Set the boys to unhitching them。 But first tie a line to a tree to hold that wagon！〃
It wasn't two minutes before the twins Wastenot and Wantnot were on the shore making the rope fast to a stout tree。 David and Measure made another line fast to the rig that held the horses； while Calm cut the strands that held them to the wagon。 Good boys； doing their work just right； Vigor shouting directions while Alvin could only watch； helpless at the back of the wagon； looking now at Faith who was trying not to have the baby； now at the Hatrack River that was trying to push them all down to hell。
Not much of a river； Vigor had said； but then the clouds came up and the rain came down and the Hatrack became something after all。 Even so it looked passable when they got to it。 The horses strode in strong； and Alvin was just saying to Calm； who had the reins； 〃Well； we made it not a minute to spare；〃 when the river went insane。 It doubled in speed and strength all in a moment； and the horses got panicky and lost direction and started pulling against each other。 The boys all hopped into the river and tried to lead them to shore but by then the wagon's momentum had been lost and the wheels were mired up and stuck fast。 Almost as if the river knew they were ing and saved up its worst fury till they were already in it and couldn't get away。
〃Look out！ Look out！〃 screamed Measure from the shore。
Alvin looked upstream to see what devilment the river had in mind； and there was a whole tree floating down the river； endwise like a battering ram； the root end pointed at the center of the wagon； straight at the place where Faith was sitting； her baby on the verge of birth。 Alvin couldn't think of anything to do； couldn't think at all； just screamed his wife's name with all his strength。 Maybe in his heart he thought that by holding her name on his lips he could keep her alive； but there was no hope of that； no hope at all。
Except that Vigor didn't know there was no hope。 Vigor leapt out when the tree was no more than a rod away； his body failing against it just above the root。 The momentum of his leap turned it a little； then rolled it over； rolled it and turned it away from the wagon。 Of course Vigor rolled with it； pulled right under the water but it worked； the root end of the tree missed the wagon entirely； and the shaft of the trunk struck it a sidewise blow。
The tree bounded across the stream and smashed up against a boulder on the bank。 Alvin was five rods off； but in his memory from then on； he always saw it like as if he'd been right there。 The tree crashing into the boulder； and Vigor between them。 Just a split second that lasted a lifetime； Vigor's eyes wide with surprise； blood already leaping out of his mouth； spattering out onto the tree that killed him。 Then the Hatrack River swept the tree out into the current。 Vigor slipped under the water； all except his arm； all tangled in the roots； which stuck up into the air for all the world like a neighbor waving good…bye after a visit。
Alvin was so intent on watching his dying son that he didn't even notice what was happening to his own self。 The blow from the tree was enough to dislodge the mired wheels； and the current picked up the wagon； carried it downstream； Alvin clinging to the tailgate； Faith weeping inside； Eleanor screaming her lungs out from the driver's seat； and the boys on the bank shouting something。 Shouting； 〃Hold！ Hold！ Hold！〃
The rope held； one end tied to a strong tree； the other end tied to the wagon； it held。 The river couldn't tumble the wagon downstream； instead it swung the wagon in to shore the way a boy swings a rock on a string； and when it came to a shuddering stop it was right against the bank； the front end facing upstream。
〃It held！〃 cried the boys。
〃Thank God！〃 shouted Eleanor。
〃The baby's ing；〃 whispered Faith。
But Alvin； all he could hear was the single faint cry that had been the last sound from the throat of his firstborn son； all he could see was the way his boy clung to the tree as it rolled and rolled in the water； and all he could say was a single word； a single mand。 〃Live；〃 he murmured。 Vigor had always obeyed him before。 Hard worker； willing panion； more a friend or brother than a son。 But this time he knew his son would disobey。 Still he whispered it。 〃Live。〃
〃Are we safe？〃 said Faith； her voice trembling。
Alvin turned to face her； tried to strike the grief from his face。 No sense her knowing the price that Vigor paid to save her and the baby。 Time enough to learn of that after the baby was born。 〃Can you climb out of the wagon？〃
〃What's wrong？〃 asked Faith； looking at his face。
〃I took a fright。 Tree could have killed us。 Can you climb out； now that we're up against the bank？〃
Eleanor leaned in from the front of the wagon。 〃David and Calm are on the bank； they can help you up。 The rope's holding； Mama； but who can say how long？〃
〃Go on； Mother； just a step；〃 said Alvin。 〃We'll do better with the wagon if we know you're safe on shore。〃
〃The baby's ing；〃 said Faith。
〃Better on shore than here；〃 said Alvin sharply。 〃Go now。〃
Faith stood up； clambered awkwardly to the front。 Alvin climbed through the wagon behind her； to help her if she should stumble。 Even he could see how her belly had dropped。 The baby must be grabbing for air already。
On the bank it wasn't just David and Calm； now。 There were strangers； big men； and several horses。 Even one small wagon； and that was a wele sight。 Alvin had no notion who these men were； or how they knew to e and help； but there wasn't a moment to waste on introductions。 〃You men！ Is there a midwife in the road house？〃
〃Goody Guester does with birthing；〃 said a man。 A big man； with arms like ox…legs。 A blacksmith； surely。
〃Can you take my wife in that wagon？ There's not a moment to spare。〃 Alvin knew it was a shameful thing； for men to speak so openly of birthing； right in front of the woman who was set to bear。 But Faith was no fool she knew what mattered most； and getting her to a bed and a petent midwife was more important than pussyfooting around about it。
David and Calm were careful as they helped their mother toward the waiting wagon。 Faith was staggering with pain。 Women in labor shouldn't have to step from a wagon seat up onto a riverbank； that was sure。 Eleanor was right behind her； taking charge as if she wasn't younger than all the boys except the twins。 〃Measure！ Get the girls together。 They're riding in the wagon with us。 You too； Wastenot and Wantnot！ I know you can help the big boys but I need you to watch the girls while I'm with Mother。〃 Eleanor was never one to be trifled with； and the gravity of the situation was such that they didn't even call her Eleanor of Aquitaine as they obeyed。 Even the little girls mostly gave over their squabbling and got right on。
Eleanor paused a moment on the bank and looked back to where her father stood on the wagon seat。 She glanced downstream； then looked back at him。 Alvin understood the question； and he shook his head no。 Faith was not to know of Vigor's sacrifice。 Tear