The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1877-11-27

once more You must NOT die! You
cannot be dead !"
"My dear, dear sister! 0 Nett'e
speak to me ouco more!" cried poor
Frank ie;and with one wa:ling sob she
sank faiutiug into the arms Of Hugh.
Miss Wilford was very soon con-
vcyed to to q ucighboring farm. house,
and physician called. 5he good dame,
assisted by numerous friends, busted
herself in warming blankets and ad-
ulinistering rcstoratives. Az the phy::
sician entered the judge took his hand
and ssid,-
"Saye her, doctor; oaly save her,
aud my fortune shall be yours"
"All that can do shall be willingly
done for Ncttie, you remember, Is a
grest favorite of mine" z. said.
His face wore grave look as he
took Nettie's hand and se:lrched in vain
for the pulse. His directions were
quickly obcyed by his assistants, and
at length their indefatig6ble exertions
were rewarded, as slowly the frozen
life-current warmed in the blue veins,
and faint flush stole up to the pale
cheeks, the eyelids quivered, and the
blue eyes opened once more.
1 stole away, thinking that such q
reunion would be too sacred to stran-
ger eye to witness. was soor recalled
by Hugh's we'll known voice, saying:
Raymond, this way"
1 retraced my steps, and found that
Miss Wilford had cutireiy recovered,
and the Judge was inquiring for me.
"My child,,' said he, as entered the
room, "this is Mr.. RaymSnd, the gen.
tleman who so bravelY risked bis life to
save yours" ,
Her checks flushed as she recognized
the hero of her adventures during the
day, aud her voice trembledfas she said !;
Pardon my rudeness this morning,
and accept my thanks for 50 nobly res
cuiug me from a watery grave-a debt
which l can never repay
"There is nothing to forgive" |
said, as | kissed her hand. at is l
who should ask your pardon for my awk.
wardnesa. In saving you only did
my duty, and 1 beg that you will not
mention it again, for the pleasure OF
saving life SO precious amply rewards
me-"
"Mr. Raymond" said the judge;
"you must allow, me to thank you:
Words cannot express my my-eggatitude. l
hope that sometime I may have All 2p,
portunity of showing by deeds that l
am not ungrateful."
"Oh, sir!" said frankie, show can
| ever thank you for saving my sister 2
1 assured her that IT,; is5 HnS a-ee an
let of congratulations and thanks, re-
treated with Hugh to the picnic grounds,
leaving the rest of the party to follow
at their leisure.
Well, Tom," said Hugh, "what a
lucky dog you are" ;,
"Why, yes, lucky in getting hall
drowned" growled |.
WE'LL" said Hugh, 81 shouldn't
mind a good ducking if l could have
the pleasure of saving that blue-eyed
gypsy from going to the bottom Of the
lake for she is one Of the most charm
ing coquettes that ever bewitched the
heart of a male bipcd. l don't believe
she would stop flirting if she knew thai
she was going to get drowned the mex
minute"
Certainly not, if she knew yor
were going to save her."
We were interrupted by the return
of our friends. The remainder Of thu
day passed pleasantly to all. l wal
made happy by Miss Wilford's agreea
bic society; but at last the delightful
day came to close, us all delightful day.
nust.
As 1 parted with my uew-foun(
friends, received q cordial invitation
to visit them at their residence, an In
vitatiou l was not slow in accepting ant
improving.
Need | tell you, kind reader, how
after graduating, / studied law Will
the Judge, and meanwhile studied ia
more interesting page with his loSel.
daughter. The judge gave me tn
| treasure I most coveted and on tn
same day that called golden hair ant
blue eyes wife, my friend Hugh an'
the gypsy were made one:
1 have just received this very fatter
ing intelligence from Hugh; they hav
named their little boy, Tom.
A pocket edition of golden hair AM
blue eyes, by name frankie, has jus
given her papa's whiskers most un
merciful pull.