Niagara: Miracles, Myths and Magic Page #2

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maybe they did.

Annie Taylor was

a 63-year-old schoolteacher

when she thought

of a novel idea...

an idea that would become

synonymous with Niagara.

Now, Hector, you've looked

at every inch of that barrel.

Yes, ma'am.

It's just as strong

as we always said

it was going to be.

Does the lid fit

tightly?

That's the most important thing.

How's that lid?

It's fine.

Well, let's see.

Yes, that looks pretty tight.

Well, put the mattress in.

Take the cat, Miller.

No, no, no!

I want that for my head.

Get the mattress in, though.

And I'll need

lots of stuffing

around my feet.

I'll need to

be braced there.

Okay.

And make sure

it's all nice and flat.

Do you think that

it's all going to fit in there?

Sure.

No, no, no!

I've got to

get in first.

I've got get in

before I get towed out

or I'll get my skirt all wet.

I want to look nice

for the photographer.

The photographer!

The photographer...

did you remember

to order the photographer,

for down below, I mean?

Yes, Annie...

And you be sure

he's to have no shots

until I've had time

to straighten my hair.

Oh, I'm not going

without Henry. Henry?!

Bring her the cat!

Henry?! Come on, darling.

OH, now, don't fuss.

The Indians used

to do this all the time

to show how brave they were.

And when we're finished

you're going to be

as famous as I am!

Put in that pillow.

And I tell you

it's going to be my good-bye

to Mr. Phipps and all those

misbehaving youngsters

at the East York school.

What will they think

of their Miss Taylor now, eh?

I'd like to see their faces.

Well, bon voyage,

Annie.

Thanks, Miller.

Oh, don't push!

Ooh! Ooh!

Don't forget, I'm going

to need lots of air.

Put the lid on, but air!

Don't forget the air!

I got the air, Annie.

I got the air.

Annie, are you okay?

We got to move

fast, Annie.

It's your air!

Air. You sure

the pump will work?

And hurry up.

Give me that.

Now, make sure

those newspapermen

spell my name right.

Bon voyage, Annie!

Bon voyage, Annie.

There she goes.

I think that's the end

of her, I'll tell you.

Yeah.

Hector?

Miller?

The old gal was crazy.

Sure was.

Hey, mister, look over there.

Hold the old bald-headed boy,

Frisco!

Get that barrel!

There it is!

Get a hold of it!

I can't believe it!

...barrel in the river.

They got it.

Come on.

Haul that thing in there.

I got her!

Open it up right quick!

Pull it in closer.

Come on. Pull it over here.

I got it.

Pull her in here.

Open her up!

Let's hope for the best.

You okay, Annie?!

We got you here.

You okay?

Annie? Annie?

She all right?

She is! She's alive!

Oh, Annie!

Take it easy.

Annie!

Take it easy.

Steady on, Bryce.

Look at this.

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