Weekly graphic. [volume] (Kirksville, Adair Co., Missouri) 1880-1949, 1882-01-27

81 like cold people" said Henry.
She wilt fill the bill. them said
George.
Exactly" added Joe, "While she
remains at this watering place, the surf
will not be VAIN enough for bathing"
"She is heartless." said George spite.
fully.
"How do you know 2" asked Henry:
"Why can't fellow see that she is!
All our efforts to form even friendly
acquaintance are rejected. She goes
about like walking statue, and forms
the acquaintance of no ONE
Perhaps you don't know her. said
Henry
Henry Jasper was one Of those de-
termined men who, when he formed
resolution to accomplish an object, did
so at all hazards. The more opposi-
ton he met, the more determined he
was to accomplish it.
Be the costs what they might; he re-
solved to at least become familiar with
the strange beauty. 1t was not curiosi-
ty alone which prompted the young
man: those large, dark, sad eyes had
won his heart. He would not confess
it; men do not like TO confess what
they regard weakness-but it was
true.
Never was man more perplexed.
He was taking a stroll in the country.
aad had gone mile or so from the
beach, almost unconsiously. He was
in delightful lane, with an avenue of
forest trees on either side, field on
his left, and a park on his right. through
which babbling brooks nppled down
tiny cascades, and the birds sang mer-
rily in the tree-tops.
He did not realize how far he had
gone, for his mind was wholly absorb
ed in that strange, cold beauty to
whom he had unconsciously given his
heart.
He heard scream from up the road
and looking up quickly, beheld span
of beautiful greys coming down the
road at full speed, dragging a carriage
after them. There was only one oc-
cupant in the carriage and that was
lady.
The horses were running away, and
the driver had been thrown from his
seat and the lady was in imminent
danger of being killed. All the chival-
~ in Henry's noble soul now asserted
itself, and he determined to rescue the
lady or perish 1T the attempt.
He did not know who she was, and
had no time to look, but braced him.
self and as the maddened horses came
dashing down the road, he sprang
upon them, and seized them by the
bits.
| They swept him on in their head
long speed. but he chung to them. and
drew them to one side of the road
where he was dashed against tree.
and the animals rearing and plunglng,
were brought to a standstill.
Henry was conscious of being stun
ed by the force with which he was,
hurled against the tree. He felt
severe pain in his left shoulder, his
head swan, the maddened beasts were
trampling him down. yet he chung to
their heads.
He heard the shouts of voices near
at hand. and knew the lady was safe,
then became unconscious. When he
recovered his senses. he was living at
the roadside, on the soft, green grass.
and number of persons around him.
One, who seemed to be surgeon, was
examining his shoulder and head. Some
one was bathing his temples with a soft
tiny handkerchief, dipped in clear, cold
water.
He opened his eyes and discovered
that the soft hand that was doing SO
much to aid in his restoration. was
that of heartless Belle Brandon.
In tones the sweetest he had ever
heard, she cautioned him not to talk.
He was borne on a litter to the hotel,
where the surgeon pronounced his
most serious injury dislocated shout
| der.
For several days he was confined to
his bed, and the cold. heartless Belle
Brandon insisted on being his attend
| ant.
"He received his injuries to save my
life she said sweetly to the remon-
STRANGE of Henry's friends, Joe Mar
ques and George Chamberlain, land
would it not be unklnd of me to not
give him all the comfort l CAM"
| The long days were pleasantly pass
ed in the company of the vivacious and
really affable Belle Brandon who read
to Henry from his favorite books. The
reader can well surmise the result.
Il say. joe said George Chamber
ain, three or four months later, Henri
is going to get married, and his intend
ded wife is millionaire"
Who is she?'' asked Joe Marques.
THAT girl we idiots did not under
stand; and called the heartleSs Belle
Brandon - -HoMe Treasure.
Narkey Il Son keep good sorghum
molaSSes and syrups. They warrant
everything they sell.