The next day Jason had plans to go fishing in the river just north of town. He was going to use the bait that he had collected earlier. He began to ride down to the river in the horse-drawn buggy that his father got him for his birthday. Along the way he saw a person he had not talked to for a while.

"Well, hello Mr. Hassinger." Jason called out. Mr. Hassinger turned around to see who had called his name.

"Hello Jason." Mr. Hassinger answered.

"Where you heading to?" Jason asked.

"Oh I'm going home." Mr. Hassinger replied.

"Here hop in and I will give you a ride home." Jason told Mr. Hassinger. Mr. Hassinger hopped in the buggy and they continued down the road.

"You did not have to do this for me." Mr. Hassinger said.

"Hey you helped me when I was younger, now I can help you a little too. So how's the family?'' Asked Jason.

"Their good, my youngest has a cold and is getting over it so that's about it. I heard that you sold your first cow yesterday." Mr. Hassinger continued the conversation.

"Yeah. I made two grand on doing it and my father made thirty grand on fifty cows." Jason said. "Someday I hope to own the farm and continue on the honor of my great, great, great-grandfather Isaac Thomson."

"That would be nice. Some day when I pass the farm to my eldest son I will look at him and picture a younger me in his shoes." Mr. Hassinger said with a sigh. He turns twenty-one this weekend."

"Wow, he is that old." Jason said. "It's impressive on how time flies."

"Here's my stop." Mr. Hassinger said as Jason pulled on the reins to stop the horse. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." Jason taped the horse with the reins and pulled away. He was not very far from the river now, he could smell the water in the air. When he finally arrives he noticed something on the bank. An animal? A chunk of debris? As he came closer to it he noticed what it really was. It was a female who was in bad shape. She wore a red outfit and her hair was a fiery blond. She must have come up-stream. Jason thought in his head. He did not recognize her from being around the town. He picked her up and began to hustle to the buggy. He placed her in the back seat and covered her with a blanket to keep her warm. He hurried home.

"Dad!" he hollered as he pulled into their driveway. "I need some help! I found someone who washed up on the bank near the river." His father came rushing over.

"Okay take her into to the house and out her on the couch. I will runt to town and get a doctor." They switched places and Jason carried the female into the house. By the time his Father had come back with the doctor she was in and out. They gave her water when she could drink it.

"Well keep an eye on her and if her condition gets worse let me know." The doctor said as he put his coat on. "Make sure she keep hydrated."

"Yes sir." Jason said as he gave her another drink of water. The doctor left the house and went home. Jason watched her for days and kept good track of her. Every day she had improved. When she gained enough strength she could eat bread and eggs to start than other stuff like chicken. She thanked them as they did so. When she was finally strong enough they helped her to the dinner table and had a dinner with her.