River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1880-07-01

gain it was carried yet further down the
! stream.
Never mind the boatp' shouted Wini-
fred. Swim ashore, the current is
very strong"
Which Guy ut last concluded to do.
When nearly in shore he was suddenly
seized with cramps and could swim no
| further. Marcia shrieked and wrung
her hands and cried:
ooh, he'll drOwn-hell drown"
Hold your tongue! Run to Patter-
sons for help" cried Winifred peremp-
| torily, and at the same time sprang in
to the river herself
In a few seconds she was beside the
sinking man, clutching him firmly by
the arm with one of her strong hands
she struck out slowly but surely for the
shore. GUY was tall and well proper
| toned, and it took all her strength to
get him to land, but she did it and none
too soon, for her own strength was Civ
ing out,
The heavens be praisedI" cried Jim
| Patterson. 1T Is lucky for poor Mr.
| Averill that he wasn't alone with Miss
! Marcia, It's strong arm and coura-
goOus heart you've got, Miss Winifredl
Come, Joe, lend hand and Wen carry
him home Faith, but he's heavy"
The doctor was summoned and GUYS
nOpportune cramp proved to have
! been caused by a disordered system.
| consequently he was quite i'll for some
days.
His mother was sent for, and he had
the best of care, though he would rath-
er have had Winifred with him more.
1t was always Marcia who famed him
and read to him in his mothers absence
though Winifred brought him his
meals, and somehow the heretofore adj
mired sweetness began to pail. He
sighed for a little breezy chat, as on a
warm summer afternoon one will sigh
for an invigorating sea-breeze.
Mother" said he, suddenly, the first
day he was able to sit up" which do
you like best, Winifred or Marcia ?"
Just the question l have intended to
ask you, was Mrs. Averill's diplomatic
reply.
MARCIA is very gentle"
Very; and so quiet"
"Winifred is strong mentally us well
u physically"
''She is an admirable girl"
Clearly he would get no decided opin-
ion from his mother. He began
again:
THE fellow that gets either Of them
for a wife will be lucky?'
Very true. Is there any prospects
that my boy will be so lucky?'
Il wish there was"--with Il sigh.
But | fear not; she is 500 strong
minded
THANK fortune. it is Winifredw
thought Mrs. Averill But she said:
Who? Marcia?'
Marcia Oh, mother" he laughed,
II never thought you'd be so sarcastic.
No, mean Winifred, of course. Dear,
courageous girl! | owe my life to her
hraveryr'
Indeed you do"
"What | fear is that so grand, so
large hearted girl-one so full of Wig
orous life-will never consent to settle
down in the quiet way III which my
wife may have to live for little while,
for two thousand year is not limitless
Fancy Winifred pOttering over domestic
details, regulating the servants and
in dark, dirty kitchenw
''Winifred Tremaine will never per
NIT her kitchen to be dirty! Guy, who
do you suppose has prepared your tea
and toast, your beef-tea and toast, your
biancmdnge and winejelly, your dropped
eggs, your little dainties of all sorts,
these three weeks past? ?"
why the cook, of course"
by no means. Winifred has herself
prepared every mouthful she has
brought you; she makes every loaf of
bread and cake, every pudding and pie,
that is eaten in this house"
"You amaze mel"
"Why? Because she don't make IA show
Of her work? Because she enjoys out
door life after attending to her domestic
duties? She is not only good rider and
all that but she is thoroughly and prac
tically domestic"
Guy didn't say any more then, but he
did considerable thinking. A week
later he said to Winifred:
Il have never yet thanked you for
saving my life Miss Tremaine-"
please say no more!" she cried,
hastily, "What else could have done"
land | am not going to thank you
until know whether my rescued life Is
to be one of happiness or misery. Win
fired, | love you very dearly! Can you
love me little? Can you consent to be
my wife? If not, if you give me no hope,
/ shall blame you for not letting me
drown that day. Just one word dar-
ling"
CT don't like to be blamed"
And Guy didn't blame her.
Cassius Barclay always calls his wifes
brother-in-law, ''Winifred's hotsam,"
and says:
Helen, your sisters hotsam really is
little too good to have been left as
food for the fishes"