Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1885-06-02

Bv EMILY LENNOX.

NJ EMILY LENNON.
There, Marionl" exclaimed Elsie
Adrian, as she whirled her pretty figure
light about from the mirror. How will
hat do?"
Miss day dropped the charming little
yolume Of fasm ballads into her lap, and
ooked up at her friend, who stood before
ler arrayed In full costume forEis Ave-
,al's country dance.
i" Dor" she cried enthusiastically.
Elsie you are lovely-perfectly lovely !!
And what 10 more, you look quite natu-
.ai--not bit ~ though you wose gotten
up for the occasion; you l0ok"-taking
up the book again" just as though you
had stepped out of this poem Of Lester
Leigh's."
III think you have Lester Leigh on
he BRAIN" said Elsie. How L hate
the fellow Thank Heaven shall
never have anything to do with poet.
II we're Tom It'd be jealous"
IT you were Tom, you'd have better
sense, dearie, and-and mere apprecia.
ton. Tom likes Lester just as much as
| do, and we're dreadfully disappointed
that he wouldn't come up this fall"
Why wouldn't he ?" Elsie queried,
as she tied her little straw hat mOGe &C.
curely under her chin.
oh, he says all the interest has
been civilized out of the Highlands.
He wants t. 20 to soane place where he
can find real r,lsti0ity. In fact, think
he's Q little crazy on the subject Of
rural life. He told Tom that he had
fully made up his mind never TO marry
any one but . mllkmaid."
Elsie struck an attitude, and quo
ted
shall have scope and breathing space;
l will axe tome savage woman, she shall
rear my dusky race
"Oh, dear! He runs to heroics, d oesn't
he? I'm 80 glad he didn't come.
There l guess I'm all ready, now.
Marion"
Goodbye, dear1 Are you sure
you can manage the hose ?"
"Oh, yes" .."
Well, don't forget to stop for
Tom"
Elsie was down stairs by this time
In q few moments she had jumped in.
to the light spring wagon, taken the
reins and started.
Marion Hay watched her with an
amused smile.
" You look for all the world like a
country girl driving In TO town." she
called after her. Goodbye, dear.
hope you'll have good time"
The wagon rumbled lightly over the
road.
"It was really bright idea of Mis-.
Avenal's, this country Dance Elsie
unused, AS the lively bay she was driv
ing put a.Good two miles between heI
and her friends house. What a lark
1t will be to dance in the barn by tn.
light OF lanterns. and drink cider and
eat gingerbread, and dance the Vir
ginia reel"
The current of her thoughts was in
terrupted, for the bay SHE'D at news
paper that had caught on bush By the
roadside, and with one mad plunge ht
darted forward and away.
1t seemed an age of agony to Elsie ere
some one coming along the road rnsheC
TO the rescue. 1t was mana gentle
man, and evidently traveller, for h,
carried in one hand an elegant bag o
alligator skin, which he waved in thu
face of the frightened horse and brough
1t to a standsiiu
Then with quick movement he grasp
ed the rein with s.newy grip, ant
soothed the horse with soft caresses an,
reassuring words.
"Get out, please" he said to Elsie II
low tone.
She needed no second bidding.
hope you are not hurt in an,
way" he began with kind solicitation
but she had time to answer.
With q nervous snort, the horse rear
ed, dragging the stranger with II
Elsie screamed at the same momen
there was q heavy fall, the wagol
wheels passed over the gentleman
and the flying horse was away out G
sight.
"Oh, sir" Elsie cried in abject terror
as she knelt beside her unfortunat
rescuer, I" open your eyes, for Heaven
sake! Tell me-are you hurt"
A deadly pallor had crept ever hi
face, but his white lids Enclosed, an
the shadow of smile drifted over b
lips.
~ am hurt-a little" he said, fain
lily "but-don't be alarmed I'm nj
killed. Can't you-can't you call son
one 2"
| Over across the brown harvest fielt
shone the white-washed walls of an oil
farm house. 1t was there that Elsi
had him taken ere she hurried home
apprise Marion of the catastrophe.
That night she returned to the farm
house, which she vowed she woul
never leave till her unknown delivt
had recovered.
The country dance at Miss Avenal
was quite forgotten, aud Tom Lindse
came over in the evening to ask VIII
Elsie had failed to put in an appca
apce.
Marion's account of the accidel
worked him up terribly.
"See here |" he cried, producing
blood.stained handkerchief dainti
, marked in one corner with the name
Barry Proctor" I" found this In Il
middle of the road. 1t is Barry wi
WAS hurt, Marion. Good Heavens,
US 20 to him at once"
She caught up the handkerchief 81
examined 1t with care. Then peculi
smile fitted over his face.
"Poor fellow I" she murmure
"Thsnk Heaven, he is not fatally hui
He will recover entirely, the doct
says Don't 20, Tom. What dear o
i. stupid you are Why, it has been &
dream of my life that he and Els
should know each other, and now
Oh, if can only get hold of her beto
she tells him all !"
"Well," said Tom, breath lessl
"what are you driving at now ?''
"Come !" cried Marion, with sudd,
fervor. Let us SO. But you mu
p, omise-"
"What ?"
81 will tell Won on the way"