The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1885-12-19

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/ know all the time that it is mistake to
/ sulli when nobody cares about it. | wish
/ were as sure that my luck would nSt spoil
| all as that | shall succeed. Laugh if you
| like, but believe in pFesentiments | shall
| win. l have that i'll me that will buy the
| triumph; but as the prize is in my hand my
luck will cross me again, andI shall lose it."
! 'Nonsensen' said Dayton. "Stuffw
Every good Wait and see,n said Tom;
and in the same breath, "Why, what's Miss
| Miller abOut!"
That morning the entire party at Rother-
hithe had embarked for an excursion to a
neighbOring town. Tom determined to
throw up his office of shawl-beaTer had
walked to the forward car, where he stood
| talking, as just quoted. with Dayton. Per-
| haps something beside the shawls was at
| the bottom of this move. Bingham walked
with Mollie, who looked as fresh as the
rose in her little hat, and blushed as pref
| tily. But then it was not a pleasant sight
| for Tom, and he went on in a rage, leaving
Aunt Slap Derrick and her bundles to
Bingham, also. Mrs. Slap Derrick was not
| the woman to bate one lot Of her claims
for the prettiest girl in the world. Bingham
was fully occupied with her; ard mean
/ time Mollie found that she had left her bag
in the waiting-room, and sprang out to
fetch it.
How in an instant, from careless ease and
security, we sometimes find ourselves hang
/
not find Che bag at once and she was de-
/ teimined not to lose it, as it held her watch
and chain. She was gone she thought, but
moment, and the train was in motion and
| her mother and Mrs. Slap Derrick scream
ing for her as she stepped on the platform.
IL was allif2 en-. instant. One moment she
was trying for foothold on the steps, the
next she was being dragged by the train,
clinglng desperately to the railing of the
car platform, sure of going under the
wheels if she relaxed her hold and sure
of going under, in any event little
further on. A woman had been cut to
| pieces there two weeks before. She had
time to remember that. She saw the white
shocked faces of men looking down 'at her;
bingham, who had made his way to the
door, among the rest aud wondered why
they did not help her. She seemed to have
/ dragged there for an eternity, vet il was
1 but an instant, when somebody ClaSped her
| about the waist; somebody, painting and
| breathing hard, ran desperately with the
/ train. Stacking its speed now as her peril
was discovered; helping hands were held
out; somebody held her up, stunned and
dizzy; Mollie stood in the door; the little
knot of men made way for her, and Mrs.
Slap Derrick, who had seen it all, seized
her hands.
MY poor child ny dear child" cried
Mrs. Slap Derrick. 80, Mrs. Miller
thank God that she is safe!'
Mrs. Miller, calmly tying up a parcel,
looked up in surprise, thus pathetically ad-
"safel Good Lord! what has been the
matter!"
Are you hult?" exclaimed Bingham,
bustling up. 81 was SO frightened, Miss
Mollie."
Hurt frightened y Mrs. Miller began to
grow hysterical. Everybody talked to-
| gether. Mollie leaned buck, every nerve
| Earring to that dreadful, remroseless
| rhythm to which she mad been dragged
She was not even curious to'know who was
her preserver. She was in sort of mental
swoon when Mrs. Miller asked who had
| saved her
"a brakeman was it not2" she said,
| family, and looking at Bingham. You
saw. l should like to find him and give
him something"
'I-I am not sure" answered Bingham.
hesitating, for he had seen Tom, perfectly
HE wore wide hat; very like a brake
man as you say.n
"What is that!" cried Mrs. Slap Derrick,
sharply. ''You do not know Bngham2 |
should think you might; l saw him dis
tinctly, over your shoulder. 1t was Tom
Du C@ur, Miss Mollie, if you like to know"
Il did not know. [ was so shocked. |
was trying to get to Mollie, myself
muttered Bingham, greatly abashed under
that formidable look of his auntS, which
Tom called her ''rhinoceros expression"
MIR. Du CpurW repeated Mollie, blush
ing brightly. She could not tell why but
she was glad that it was Tom so, Mrs
Slap Derrick where is he! Why does he
not come here! l want to thank him
Where has he gomez"
''He has a bad habit of modesty," an
ewered Mrs. Slap Derrick, dryly, which
was very true Besides Tom did not choose
that Mollie should love him, if she ever
loved him, out of gratitude, and he hid him
self purposely; and when Molle found him
out and seized him, he attained between
vexation and shyness, to the very sublimity
of awkwardness, and actually told the
woman that he loved, when she was thank
ing him for her life, with all her soul in her
eyes, that: at was nothing He would
have done it for any one"
REALLY, you are too hatteringm Mollie
could not help but pout at that; but as she
looked at him she said to herself that he had
saved her, after all, and held out both her
hands to him.
'If you do not care, have reason to do
So" She said, earnestly, "and | thank YOU
for it with all my heart You snatched me
from a dreadful death. Those men stood
staring at me, and you alone knew what to
do. will always thank you for it. | will
always be your grateful friend, Mr.. Du
CGur."
Tom turned yery pale
"You have no reason to thank me, " he
said, holding her hands tight. 'If the
wheels had gone over you, / would have
thrown myself there"
And now who knows what would have
happened next, but Just then Tom found
Mrs. Miller at his elbow.