The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1874-12-11
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see r' gasped Tom, rs soon as he could
articulate anything, and waving the viuai-
grette rather wildly above his head. The
result of this theatrical display, howevo
was enly 20 send him under the surface
again, from whence, after swallowing live
or six immense mouthfuls of water, he
presently emerged in paroxysm of cough
ing. care you hurt, MIR. Willing? Can
[ do anything to assist YOU ~ called Jenny
from the rock. She didn't know exactly
whether to laugh or cry. Tom considered
the advisability of replying, but came to
the conclusion that under tho present Uu-
favorablv conditions il was more prudent
to keep quiet. His attempt at conYersa-
ton had not been happy. So, having at
length recovered his breath, he put lis
lips firmly together, and psrsued his way
with a somewhat mournful expression #
countenance toward small rpck, a shnst
distance above the larger one, which 10
thought would make good landing place.
'1'll go down and help him up, d" said Miss
Van kortland to herself, and descending
the bank reached the rock Just in time 10
| give Tom her hand rs he clambered out of
! the water. There's the salts" said the
hero. rather ungramatically, and then Sit
ting down. "Phew I'm almost dead -
| poor fellow. did he fall into the creek,
and run the risk of being drowned, and
t swallow ever many gallons OF water.
| and get all his new clothes wet, just to get
a bottle of salts for his Pollywog?'' and
| Miss Jenny took off her shawl and wlai'-
! ped it carefully around the young mans
shoulders. You'll catch your death OF
cold, Mr.. Willing, if you don't put this on
to keep you warm 'It feels jolly" said
Tom, as Jenny fastened il under his chin.
you were awfully good to bring it along.
I've a great mind to kiss YOU" al wouldn't
let YOU" said Jenny, retreating little.
''Giye me snuff at that bottle, anyhow
"What, this ?'' holding mp the vinaigrette.
'Tes." ''It would serve you rightly for
your importinence il you never saw it
again, but considering you have been at SO
much trouble TO get it out of the stream, 1
suppose | ought to let you have it," and
she extended it toward him. Tom ignored
the yina;grctte entirely, but taking hold
of the fair, shapely hand, he laid his cheek
against it for an instant, and then kissed
it softly. "DeaIic, do you know that [
love You" he said presently with slight
laugh. The girl was silent, but ne could
feel her hand trembling as he pressed it
once more against her face. Suddenly le
rose and took her in his arms. He fel:
2 her heart beat upon his her dark, scented
e hair blown by the summer breeze about
5 his neck. ''My own, he said, az he kiss
ed the rale, gypsy face, ''if this is not love
, which is with us as we stand together now
there is no love beneath Gods heaven. -
Sweetheart" spoke the girl passionatelv
, 1T is Gods heaven Cor me to be here with
, in your arms And SO wa. their betrotI.
al made. AS Tom remarked before leav-
ing for the Philadelphia train, on the tenn.
t PoraIy parting shortly after, he had Ger.
tainly made his proposal under very dis
couraging circumstances of time and dress
| but having been successful, he had there
: by accomplished some extremely happy
E results-one Of the happiest being that he
E was no longer under the same unfortunate
restriction the Irish gentleman in the
: song relative to
"Leavln' the arms of his Pollyweg,
| with never kiss of her kaad -
Aud here, l regret TO say, Tom took a
kiss.