The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1873-06-19

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Rosy Msyne cane dancing along among
the lads aud lasse. who were going in,
ana with her bare white feet her stream.
Ing hair, her laughing face, aud hrr rret-
II bathing dress, looking loyelier than
any .eaaiymph that ever swan. be
thought, joining hauds aud running
bodily down 10 the edge of the ereaming
wave Rosyl cried Mr. Monieith, this
under-tow Is too strong for any Of YOUR
daring pranks; there's nothing but a
shark eau swim ia 1t. But Rosy did not
choose to hear, aud Mr.. Mouteith delib.
erately took on his shoes and coat, and
watched her. And not moment too
soon, for all at once her head had disap-
peared She had gone down, and risen
again with great cry, and then, as il a
giant hand had reached and suatrhed her
out to sea while the others scrambled up
the shore, there was nothing Of her to be
seen but her floating hair away out oa
the further crest Of tho surf
But at the first cry there had been
bound through the air Of The figure on The
ledge Of rocks, and Mr. Mouteth was
after her So strong was the mdertow
that II seemed but moment to those
who waited breathless on the beach, be-
fore be had reached and grasped her
But then came the dreadful struggle for
the shore. lie had the girl on bis shoul-
ders, aud he fought his best, but twice he
was beaten or The third time he caught
the rope the others had waded far out to
throw him, succeeded in getting 1t about
them both, aud was dragged to shore
with her at last more dead than alive
OF course they did not wait for any
night fires or dancing on the beach after
this; but as soon as the halfdrowned
people could be dried and warmed, the
horses were put in, George Riyes cursing
his luck as be buckled straps aud girth,
Mr. Mayue pushing him about as If he
were worthless little boy, ana cry
ing and swearing between whlles,
CRYING for Rosy's sake and swearing for
Georges, and the whole party hurried
on their homeward way. And it would
be hard 10 say how badly Rosy behaved
that night as they went along. Perhaps
she felt chain tightening around her,
and rebelled. If you want me to prevent
your finging yourself out Of the hay.cart,
Rosy, Mr.. Monteith said at last, you
must come on this side. And then for
the first time she saw that the great
waves from which lie had saved her, in
their white and foamng onslaught on the
sands and lodges, had broken his arm.
But she did not say word. She only
began to sing the gayest and sweetest
songs she could remember, though she
knew he must be nearly fainting with
the pain. But as soon "a the hay-cart
stopped at the lower gate she sprang out,
and ran up the garden and round the
yard to the barn, and had thrown the
saddle on the flIy In the moonlight, and
without waiting for help, and was gal
Looping for the doctor as fast as the fIly
could carry he:. OIL oh said she that
night, as her tired mother slept soundly
In the armchair, and she herself sat wet
ting the cool bandages on the aching
arm, To think that it was hurt so for
mel
Rosy, said Mr., Monteith, smiling
through his pain, that arm is always for
you. Aud Rosy laid her face down be-
side 1t and cried.
Is this the way you're keeping off fever,
Rosy? cried her mother, waking oppor-
tuneIy. You go right away to bed this
moment! Aud Rosy went
1t was strange accident, but il so
happened that Rosy was not once again
alone with the lover who had broken his
arm for her, until he was well enough TO
come down stairs. Mira. Maync, Of course
was on the spot whenever she was want
ed, and 50 was the hired gjrl, while Far
mer Mayne developed the most surpris-
| lug capability as a nurse. In vain Mr..
Monteith assured him he needed nobody.
1 You would have said to see the farmers
sssiduity, that he was in q hurry to get
/ the man we'll again aud out Of the house.
lie read his weekly paper Ia the dodgers
room, and he took his MONDAY siesta by
| the bedside, where he snored, snored SO
fearfuly NJ to drive away all the flies.
Bnt If love laughs at locksmiths, why
should he be less merry at Farmer
Mayue's expense? Tie man was Ger.
/ tainly ludicrous enough as he kept guard
\ there, with his eyes shut and bis mouth
/ open, for love or any one else 20 laugh at
/ But Monteith never thought Of laughing
at him; be was Rosy's father, and an
awful aud sacred being 10 him, for all hi,
roughness aud uucouthuess- q sort OF ar.
bitter Of fate
la, one day the iaior awokc to fud
that his bird had flown, aud starting mp
hi. first glance out Of the window show
cd him Mr. Mouteith sitting by Rosy or
the ookside and the farmer knew tha
tie mischief wa- done. For when you
see arms iuteuwined aud lips meeting
You may generally decide lhat Your in
interference is oi 80 further avail, al th,
mo- e wbeu, d. la this case, one arm r. 81
sling, and Love has called III riif
I II was neatly mouth irgu thai dag
and now Mr. NaEEe bad gone over 4
the sus9y--Hot having a great distance
to 20, 70 BE- surc--and lle farmer ht
been fighting a hard fgbt. "Not, sai,
he with mura ur ter. Frequency. that