Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1876-04-14
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seat anu lOOAG od1hs
will freezeif he issleft out here all
night" -
She sits and thinks; somebody viii
probably be along soon; but no, she
cannot remember seeing az the vii
lage a single team from their neigh
borhood. Tom and his father must
have passed long ago-why didn't
ttey rouse him? What is to be done?
She thinks so long that Kit grows
restive and plainly intimates to her
young mistress that whatever is
done must be done quickly. Sud
denly, in the moonlight, the young
girl feels the blood flowing in a red
tide up even to ber forhead, and
spreading ilsaiWarm stream all over
her neck. This is the thought that
brings it: "No, there is no one but
me; and | must do it for poor Mrs.
Mntcalfs sake-only, what will Day
mother .say?"
Kit, understanding no girlish hes
itation, no girlish seruples, paws im-
patiently. 1t is Tom Mathews
words that finally decide Josie
''Girls like you and Belle could do
most anything with a fellow, but
girls ike you and Belle never
would"
"Wouldn't we thought" says she,
and she gets down from the buggy.
But, brave little girl, what makes
her tremble so? She goes first to
Kit-she must secure her good will
and cooperation; but Josie has no
fear, they are old eronies, and have
had many and adventure together.
Kit stops her paving. and lays her
nose Ola Josie's shoulder. "My good
.Kit,n whispers Josie, "new do you
just as l tell you, and have patience. "
Then she approaches the drunken
boy. Sammy Metcalf, get up! get
upl" She takes hold of his arm and
shakes, him. She fastens her fingers
in his coat collar and shakes him
she works over him desperately un-
til she does get him 10 sit up
"Sammy, you will freeze to death
here-come, l will take you home. "
His head sways from side to side,
he opens his eyes and looks at her
foolishly, "W ash We doin' ?"
''f'm going to take you home. Sam
my-take you home,' she repeats in
louder key, as though she thought
he might be deaf.
= an 9th er'll scoId like she dick
ems hoknow.''
ID 'f'Never mind, you must 60"
JOSIE was so disgusted that it was
the easiest thing in the world to
speak with the necessary sharpness.
Quickly she backed Kit until the
buggy was close to him; then exert
ing all her strength, she pulled him
to his feet, steadied him to the step,
drew, pushed, pulled and finally
scrambled him in-her "fallen little
beau'-a disgraceful heap at the
bottom of the buggy.
Entirely out of breath, she stood
a moment or two to recover herself,
Kit looking back at her wondering
ly..
Getting in, she gave up almost the
entire buggy to the boy, putting her
own feet upon the step, and sitting
upon the end of the. seat. Even her
dress she held aWav from him-the
poor little crusader couldn't help it.
She drove along as fast as she could
and manage to stay in the buggy
herself, and by and by, either the
effect Of the liquor had partially worn
off, or the motion had revived him,
for Sammy raised himself up and
leaned against the seat. After a
while, growing more, sobered still,
he struggled to get upon the seat.
Josie stopped Kit moment and
helped him up. He turned upon her
with dazed look. "Who are you?''
he said. -
e "oh, friend" answered Josie.
quietly. 'l
The sound of the girlish voice
seemed to bring him quite to him
self; "Heavens! Is it you, Josie W War-
rem? What are you doing with me!''
"Taking you home, Sammy"
Within a few rods of her own
home the road branehed off which
led by Mrs. Metealfs. Josie was
just making the turn when Sammy
caught the reins. 'sNo," he said de-
cisiVely, 81 will get out here.n
Sammy, you could not walk
don't think you could .even stand. .
And despite his staying hand she
drove on. tla7asa 4sir
They stopped in front of his moth
er's house. With difficulty the hoy
climbed down from the buggy Jo-
sic offering her help in vain. At last
he stood on the ground, one hand
still resting on the wheel. His mind,
fully sobered, took mail the shame
of the situation. p 80
% eJosiep, he dragged the little
name out in a husky voice. "Josie''
--then choked up, aud evidently
could get no further. M aio1i
eyes, Sammy, l guess I under
stand YOU" And she waited a little.
Then she turned Kit slowly round.
But Sammy still stood there. She
halted opposite him. She sat a mo.
ment longer; then, a little awkward.
ly, she said, "Well, | must bid You
good night, Sammy" 1f.fr
Still that tall fellow stood and
looked at his pretty preserVer, bat
said not one word. But undaunted,
she leaned over the side of the bug
gy, speaking now for the first time
since she left Lawrence easily and
naturally, which with Josie Warren
nearly always meant merrily, "Well,
are you going to stand there like a
wooden boy, Sammy Mstcalf, and
let me go off without saying one
single word to me? There is a prom
Use | must have before / 90, and that
VIII obllge you to speak, Sammy, j
fear" 1890
Poor Sammy, as he heard these
gay words, knew it was all day with
him, little Josie being wont to have
her way. gifaafr3 ia.u . sz1f
. He suddenly spoke. eyes, you
shall have it Josie. should be- a
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