Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1884-07-04

tutor hurried of to the station and just
managed to catch the mid day express to.
town. On his arrival, leaving his traps
al a. hotel, lie rushed of To Westminster
bridge landing pier, and arrived there
within q minute or two OF the appointed
time. There we're but few people
on it when he arrived, and certainly
no one resembling in the slightest
degree the pilot ograph Of MI. Methyen's
cousin. He looked up and down, but
mo- there was only one young lady
there and she wasn't in the least like
the photograph. She was standing close
to the ticket Office, holding the hand Of
q little boy of 10 OF SO, and she seemed
to watch Croft ton with an amused smile
as he impatiently walked up and down,
looking now at her watch and now at
the Parliament clock tower. The little
boy, IN the meantime, getting tired Of
waiting, had slipped away under the
protecting chains round the side and
began to play with q little dog that was
vaguely roaming about. The young
lady did not miss him, and when Crofton
happened to turn he saw the child, in
trying to avoid sudden bound Of the
dog, scramble and fail over the pier in
to the river The child yelled, the
girl sh1ieked, and the dog barked
for sympathy, but Crofton, who
fortunately had plenty Of presence
OF mind and was a good, strong swimmer,
dived quickly into the water, caught up
the child in q couple Of strokes. and in
a very short time had restored his drip
ping burden to the young lady. She
YVES OF course most greatful to him for
having saved the lie OF her little broth
en- lfor so the child turned out to be-,
and, as Crofton put them in a cab,
she asked him to call on them at home
and give her parents an opportunity OF
personally thanking him. Crofton at
first pooh-poohed the idea of being
thus made hero of, but there was a
pleading look in her pretty eyes which
quito overcame his scruples; and having
ascertained that her father was Mr..
West, and lived at No. 1876 Cayendish
square, he promised to call there the
following afternoon. And as there was
still no sign Of Miss Barnard, and as he
was dripping wet, ne hailed passing
cab and returned to his hotel.
The next day according to his prom
Use, he called at No. 1856 Cavendish
square, and was received most kindly
by Miss West, his acquaintance Of yes
terday, and her mother, an old lady,
who thanked him most volubly for hav-
ing saved dear Bertie's life, who, she
added, was none the worse for the duck
ing, and was at that moment in bed,
with mustard plaster on his chest and
basin of Cruel by his side (probably
thinking the drowning would have been
infinitely preferable to the doctoring.)'
OF course Crofton was invited to stay
to dinner, so as to meet Mr.. West, who
did not return from business till after
6. About that time he arrived, and a
fine CHEEKY fellow he was, and right
heartily did he welcome his new &C
quaintance. After dinner, as, he and
Harry were discussing a bottle of 81
port, VIZ. West found out from the SIM
pie hearted fellow that he was a native of
Australia, and that, though he was happy
enough during term time with his col
lege chums, he found it very dull dur
ing the vacation, having but few re-
lations and friends in the old country :;
and so Mr.. West, liking the honest,
manly lad, and feeling, Of course, in
tensely grateful to him for having saved
his child from drowning, invited him to
spend month with him at his shooting
in Scotland. Crofton, being passion
ately devoted to sport, snapped ut the
offer; and so it was arranged that he
should go up to Mr.. Vests shooting
lodge, in Cromarty, on the 18th of Au-
gust. To this day he swears that the
month he spent at Balbriggan Lodge
was the happiest time Of his ife-good
sport, nice men in the house, and, all
far best Of all, the society Of Lillian
West. At first it struck him that she
looked upon him for some reason or
other as rather puppy,
which considerably surprised him,
for whatever his faults might be, conceit
was certainly not one Of them. But as
time went on, and she had plenty of OPP
portunity of..seeing what modest, sterl-
ing fellow he was (besiles being the
best shot Of the partly the feeling seemed
to pass away and soon gave place to a
sincere regard. Sunday afternoon
ramb]es through the heather, cozy
chats in the cleaning after dinner, les
sons; in the mysteries of "gobang" and
chess have brought less susceptible
hearts than those of Harry Grofton and
Lillian West, and the day before he was
returning to England he pluckcd up
courage, proposed, and to his delight
was accepted. The next morning, how
ever, just before starting home, Lillian
came UP to him and said:
Harry, dear, before you go I want
you to forgive me for the silly joke I
played you about that advertisement"
Advertisement" said he, "what adj
vertisement?"
"Why, the one, Of course, you put in
the Morning Advertiser"
Crofton looked very mystifed, and
again shook his head. =,
ooh, come now, Harry" replied Lii
ian, sit is not a bit of use your trying
to deceive me; do you mean to say you
didn't put the advertisement in the
Morning Advertiser 2" and SO saying she
drew from her card case O small news
paper cutting and minded it to Crofton.
1t ran as follows: Il
Wanted q Wife. The advertiser who
is strikingly handsome, very accom-
plished, and extremely rich, wishes to
meet with a young lady with Q view to
matri1nony. She must be good ok1ng,
amiable, and accomplished. Applicants
must forward their photograph and adj
dress. III. O., 151 st. Giles, Oxford. y
u Never saw it before in my life" said
Crofton. M. II. ssss
"'.And you never wrote this? 7" con-
tinued Miss West, handing the letter.
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