The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-05-28
MONA SCULLY ;
OR,
The Irish Bride of an EngIlshman.
a STORY OF THESE TIMES.
Continued


The stream, though insignificant, IS
swift. Placing her strong young arms,
that are rounded and fair as those Of
any court dame, beneath Rodney, she
lifts him, and, by supreme effort, and
by right of her fresh youth and perfect
health, draws him and herself to land.
In minute or two the whole affair
proves itself very small thing indeed,
with little that can be termed tragical
about it. Godfrey comes slowly back
10 life, and in the coming breathes her
name. Once again he is trying to reach
the distant fern; once again it eludes
his grasp. He has it; no, he hasn't;
yes, he has it. Then at last he wakes
to the fact that lie has indeed got ii in
earnest, and that the blood is flowing
from q slight wound in the back of his
head, which is being stanched by tender
fingers, and that he himself is lying in
Mona's arms,
He signs. and looks straight into the
lovely frightened eyes bending over
him. Then the color comes with sud
den rush back into his cheeks as he
tells himself she will look upon him as
nothing less than a poor creature to
lose consciousness and behave like a
silly girl for so slight cause. And
something he feels. Above and be-
yond everything is a sense of utter
happiness, such as he has never known
before, "A thrill of rapture that has in it
something OF peace, and that comes
from the touch of the little brown hand
that rests so lightly on his head.
"Do not stir Your head Is badly cut,
an it beeds still, says Mona, with
shudder. II can't stop it, Oh, what
shall dop"
"Who got me out of the waterP" asks
he, lazily, pretending (hypocrite that he
is) to be still overcome with weakness.
sand when did you Gomez"
"Just now, " returns she, with some
hesitation, and rich accession of col
oring that renders her even prettier
than she was moment since. Because
"From every blush that kindles in her cheeks,
Ten thousand little loves and graces spring.
Her confusion, however, and the fact
that no one else is near betrays the Sc
cret she fain would hide.
"Was it you, asks he raising himself
on his elbow to regard her earnestly,
though very 10th to quit the spot where
late he has been tenant. Your Oh,
Monam
Eyes, it was | +" she says And why
shouldn't l? Is it to see you drown, l
wouldY IL didn't want you to find it
out; but, "-quickly--"I would do the
same for any oao at any time, You
know that"
II am sure you would, says Geollrey,
who has risen to his feet and has taken
her hand. Nevertheless, though, as
you say, am but one in the crowd,
and, of course, nothing 10 you, i am
very glad you did it for me-"
With O little touch Of wlllfulness,
perhaps pride, she withdraws her hand.
II dare say" she says, carelessly,
purposely mistaking his meaning; lit
must have been cold lying there"
"There are things that chill one more
than water" returns he, slightly Of
Tended by her tone,
"You are all wet. DO go home and
change your Clothes says Mona, who
Is still sitting on the grass with her gown
spread carefully around her "Or per-
hapsn--reluctantly--"it will be better
Cor you TO go TO the farm, where Bridget
will look after you"
THANK you; so ] shall, If you will
come with me-"
Don't mind me-" says Miss Scully
hastily. II shall follow you by and by.
"By and by will suit me down to the
ground" declares he, easily. 1.-The day
Is fortunately warm; damp clothes ART
an advantage rather than otherwise
Silence. Mona taps the mound be
side her with impatient fingers, hel
mind being evidently great Will
thought,
~ really wish" she says, presently
''you would do what say. Go TO Til,
farm, and--stay there"
swell, come with me, and III sta,
till you turn me out" :,
" CAN'T family.
"Why notY" ina surprised tone
"Because--I prefer staying here"
"Ohl II you mean by that you wan
TO get rid Of me, you might haze sGit
10 long ago, without all this limiting,
says DIR, Rodney hu0ily, preparing t,
beat an indignant retreat.
II didn't mean that, and I neye
hint" exclaims Mona, angrily; "and 4
you insist ON the truth, II must ex
plain to you what l particularly desir
10 keep secret, you-----"
"you are hurtl" interrupts he, wifi
passionate remorso. III see IL all now
Stepping into that hateful stream Il
save inc, you injured yourself severely
You are IN paln--you suffer, whilst
.----v
II am In no pain, says Mona, crimso
with shame and modification. "Yo
mistake everything ! have not even