Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1873-06-12

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d4tention of roaming to any, distanc,
nj hut, absorbed in her. own rather so
aITowiul reflections, she wandered on il
: sensibly. Poor little coquette., 81
e fnow suspected 1 think, that she w:
: f6ecoming entangled in the net she ha
Y cast for another, and was by no mear
; so insensible to Johns GOODNESS as 81
r would have had us imagine. 1t was n,
Jcill she had wandered some distance tn;
: i feeling Of loneliness oppressed he
: and she turned to retrace her step
= Butt that was no light matter; it W:
5 easy, very easy, to lose ones Self !
e lthese old woods. Amid all the crool
: and turns and devious pathways, th
lpoor child soon found herself bewildel
led, and began to, cry in sad earnes
$ Then she called for help, but no voie
e answered. her. Plunging desperatel
bat last sIhto y path she had a vagne hop
: might lead her in the right direction
she followed it for some distance, pau;
5 Ing, all at once, with a violent start, 8
lima. little thicket ON the side OF the hi
, she saw-John Durham, - = '
J, -. FLOWS feeling was zone of intense re
J lief; the nexE instant she sprang bac
into the shelter or tfrr frrtser,..--s. s.I,ii- FOL
/, low at distance" she mhttered, sbu
i not let Rim see me for the worla-th
4 penpoas old prig.." : t'e fi
.f0Stid she could not, for the life of her
. help putting oat her little head to Sc
] what the @pompols old prig',, was do
ing. With his hat lightly extended il
his hand, an, expression, of mingie'
rspture and anxiety on his face, he va
sealing cautiously toward the edge 0
the bank There, evidently, in the gen
! ter Of that Wild rose tapestry, swing
| ing 20 gracefully from tree TO tree, haG
lssttIed the prize he was so anxious t.
fseeure. Floy watched him, q look d
mingled amusement andcontempt com
1ically depicted on'hsr presty f,ee.
@There, now, one would think the
whole world depended oa his catching
that butterfly. hope you'll lose her.
Mr.. Pompous- Good! she's huttered
off. Now. he follows her, all excite
ment. Gracious! he's just on the edge
of the bauk! Shall call? Nonsense
He's big enough to take care OF him
selt.. lie wouldn't thank me1O!' =
: With a piercing shriek Eipy sprang
from the thicket where she had conceal
ed herself. John, in the hurry and ex-
element of tho chase, had set bis foot
upon rolling stone. The consequen-
ceS, were disastrous. Over the steep
bank he went, clutching rsinly at the
brapbles for support. An appalling
stiehce followed. .r-
Fioy stood one instant, wlfiteiahd al
most stunned with the sudden shock.
Then she rushed forward, gained the
bank, and -kneeaing on its edge, looked
down, with agnoized shrinking. glance.
,These he hy, poor fellow. quite pale
and still his head dangling backward a
LITTLE, while over those sable locks q mar
row crimson stream slowly wound its
way. His arms were thrown out, his
hara still clcnched convulsively over
the Branches clusters he had clutche1 in
his fall. ......
Floy, frozen with horror, knelt silen-
tly moment, gazing at the pale face
and rigid form beneath. Her heart
grew sick. Was he dead? How stiff
he lay! She burst into loud cries of en-
treaty and self-reproaeh.
30, John-Johnl are you dead Look
up, for Gods sake! o, wicked girl
that was, not to speak. Help-helpv
she shrieked, wildly. . T
Slowly the heavy eyesunelosed. With
infinite pain John turned his head lit
tie. "Who's that?" he'said, family.
go, thank God. cried Fioy, joyfully,
springing to her feet. ."Keep quite still.
and will come down to you? . -al
h John muttered something size did, not
understand. Going little distance, she
began to descend the steep path leading
down the bank. IL was .ieklish work,
even fsrour light footed Fioy, and half
Way down, she slipped, fell, and rolled
ignominiolisly the rest of the way. John
uttered brief ejaclilation, but Floy was
mp in an instant, Scratched and bruised,
her, white dress black with mud, but
otherwise uninjured. Scarcely pausing
for breath, she bounded to Johns side.
%, Mr.. Durham, are you much hurt 2
she asked, in tremulous tones, as she
knelt beside him. John opened his eyes
again, ami fixed them on her with a be-
wilderedf stare a moment. Then, with
another low groau, he tried to risehim.
SELF "a - ar7 D i'-.H-.f i-
"Don'r move--don't move.' entreat-
ea9soy. 40, your poor head--how it
bleeds! There's brook near by; I'll
be back in a moment
Taking up his cap, she bounded off in
the direction of the stream. Dipping
her handkerchief in the waiter, and filling
the capsshe darted back to Johns side.
'Now, let me seethis poor head, "she.
said; and sitting down, she took it
gently on her knee. Poor child she
was little used to wounds 'and bruises
the very sight of the flowing blood
made her trembie from head to foot.
But she controlled herself bravely, and
with what simple skill size possessed,
-bathsd his head and face, and bound'ap
the former carefully with her two liands
keIchiefs. Then she pauseda moment,
looking down with wUnIan renucrness
ut the pale face oil her knee. How help
less he lay--the great strong fellow, as
little infant, almost, She felt great
rush of pity and tenderness toward him.
s.Thank you," said John, family. The
fresh, cool water had somewhat revived
him. .,o.s ...... s... ....',f.
go, don't thank me-" said Floy, hur-
riedly. "You are in dreadful pain
aren't you:'' sd 5 sI
sYcs;i it's my ankle" John, "I'm
afraid it's broken. Where are all the
rest, Miss Floy 2" rll .rc"
--.sfhe dear knowsw wsaid Floy ,clasping
.hsf bands in distress. ''Harry, Kare-
help, o, help"
!. ats no use," she said after waiting 4
moment. 81 must go in search ofthem
again. But first let me lobk at this an
klc, Mr.. Durham?"
"No--no,r said John, a little fretiu-