Kelly shouted, “Jiggs fell in the outhouse! Jiggs fell in the outhouse!” over and over, too excited to stop. I crowded in with the men and peered through the wooden hole. Jiggs was paddling in the slop, baying louder when he saw us, too far down in the pit to be reached through the narrow hole. The men would need to dig next to the outhouse, widening the pit underneath, enlarging it until they could reach him.
