The States and Union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1868-1872, 1868-08-05

fered hand to try longer stretch tha
she had dared hitherto The lionel
skater, wrapped in his dark Scotcl
plaid shawl, was fitting to and fro lik
q comet, here and there, his pale check
flushed with the fresh wind, and hi
dark curling hair blown in confusion
around his cap. Skates of the mos
primitive construction seemed to bea
him with an ease and grace that Franl
Gilbert, with patent foot-gear of won
derful construction and adaptation
failed to equal. Nevertheless Lilly en-
Joyed the swift run up the lake toward
! the upper end, then turning, they swep
around its ourving shore, and away
down toward the mill 'The ice grew
thinner near the dam, and was pro
nounced unsafe but in spots where the
current was not so strong there were
fields of action untouched, as smooth
as glass, and apparently as hard as the
rocks. AS they came nearer they en-
countered the lonely skater, and Gil.
bert called to him "Hai, is it safe by
the dam ?'' -f.
Hal ground his heel sharply, and
arrested his career in ment, answer.
ing politely but truly: "Safe for you
the lady does not skate fast enough
He touched his cap respectfully as
he turned away, and his thoughts were
somewhat after this fashion
She is very lovely What sweet,
tender, haunting eyes, ard what heav-
only goodness in her fair face L
have never met city girl before who
was not naughty and disagreeable -
Heigh-ho l wonder if 1 offended her
by cruising her skating. Can't help
ii /; she must not go there.
In truth, the little lady was piqued
more than she cared to own; and when
Gilbert said, "Hal is bit of coward
she felt Inclined to assent; and yet she
remembered the firm, many tone and
kindly care expressed in his answer,
and couldn't quite decide whether she
would submit to his decision or not
She was foolish enough to feel annoy
ed, at all events ; and when her CON-
panion led her nearer, she herself pro-
posed run across the limits Her
father shouted from the bank but she
could not turn-already the thin ice
bent beneath her. If she could have
held on her way she might still have
bridged tho treacheIous chasm IN safe
ty' but she grew frightened and con-
fused, and her traitor companion let 60
her hand at the first sharp crack OF the
ice, and scrambled ingloriously to the
shore. There seemed no help for the
t-eacherous Ice crashed beneath her
hesItating feet and broke away from
her clutching hand The cod water
surged up around her struggling form
as she battled thus. Stout men shud
dered, but dared not go where their
heavy weight would only add to her
danger. Messengers were dispatched
for rails and ropes but her strength
was going fast. Her frame was chilled
and tired with the fruitless struggle
for the ice around the spot where she
was submerged bent beneath the press
ure of her arms. All, Harman May !!
is it thus you must see her die before
your eyes, and scarce beyond the reach
of your hand, and yet must she perish Z
His screams of agony rung back from
the hillsides, and mingled with the stl-
fled shricks of his drowning child and
it was only by force that they held him
back from a share in her fate. But
tho lonely skater he-he is coming
Will he dare? We left him rumin-
ating on the beauty of the Getty girl"
and reproaching himself lest he had
spoken too roughly to her. In an idle
dream he was whirling around rocky
point toward more unfrequented part
of the pond, when he heard the shrieks
that were uttered, first in warning and
then in terror. He stopped moment
to tighten his skates, and as he flew
toward the spot he loosened the long
plaid shawl that he wore. On-on he
came, and mis- fearless fight seemed TO
inspire nope in the midst of dispair.-
Neerer still he came to the fatal spot.
The spectators that lined the shore al
most hold their breath while they
watched him unwinding the shawl as
he circled the fatal breach, his arrow
speed carrying him safely where the
treacherous support bent beneath his
flying feet. Circling once more nearer
still, he found frmer spot where he
could stand. Quick as thought, with
the words. "Hold up your arms p
which words the pale child had still
enough left to under
stand-he left the plaid trailing at one
end, and seizing the other he swept
around the crumbling circuit to the
firm, thick ice beyond, when, gathering
both ends, he found that his plan had
succeeded, and she was safe within the
loop, with life enough left to campre
lend and aid the plan for her deliver
auce. Gently, carefully he drew the
drenched Lilly from her perilous posi-.
ion to a spot of safety, from whence
they reached :hc shore; and while
Harman May, with broken sobs, bless
ed her deliverer, such shout went up
from the shores of Furnace Pond as
never echoed there before. Again and
again and Lilly started to hear an old,
name ringing out on the
winter air, '.Three cheers for Harry
Moore Brave Harry Moore !"
DO you Lear, father it is Harry |
Moore ?" then the tense nerves gave |
way, and she parsed into unconscious
ness
20 1t was two or three days before she
from the shock she sustained ;
and at the end Of that time she heard /
hat Harry Moore, the hero of the past
event, was placed at the head of the |
mill for the present, and tho rGcreant |
Gilbert had left for parts unknown
When the next bright summer came