Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-06-08

AlulGbAL u EOO4 QEd4l8 WIFI elA OK pres
sion it was Just as we'll Marian did
not see. He knew by her upright atti-
tude and theteusiOn of her grasp that
it demanded all her strength to hold
the horse which was fresh and swift
and excited by the storm as well. He
pitied her presently and pleaded again.
"Mr. Landt,' she said severely, AZ
must drive. The horse Is q new one.
He does not know the way, and
should not feel safe unless my own
hand was on the rein"
"EIe doesn't know the way, repeat
ed Eugene, In an odd tone. THAT'S
bad, Miss HanfOrd. I am very much
afraid none of US viii know 1t, if the
snow continues at this rate" For,
indeed, they scarcely could see the
horses back; the space before them
seemed full of black particles, and they
were breathing snOwiakes instead Of
air.
When they had gone perhaps a mile
IN silence, Marian drew in one hUtle
stiff hand under the robe an instant;
then, still smiling cOvertly, Mr.. Landt
quietly grasped the reins away from
her and she covered both hands,
gladly enough. No word accompanied
this proceeding. Marian's eyes were
full of angry tears, and Eugene's
were blinking of the crystals that
stung and hurt them. 1t was growing
so dark now that not even the near
est trees on the roadside were visible.
II really don't know where I am"
Eugene murmured, peering right and
left with anxious glances. do you,
Miss HanfOrd?"
$50 far I do. The schoolhouse is
just a little beyond. I could walk
there blindfOld. Wen pass it in about
half a minute. The road isn't very
good just here. If you could drive
more slowly"
But scarcely had the words struck
the air when the wagon turned over.
Miss HanfOrd tumbled into q snow
drift that had already heaped itself
on the roadside, and lay there a muf
fed, almost indistinguishable heap,
and Mr.. Landt half fell, half sDrang
beyond her, but was on his feet in
stantly again. The horse was also on
his feet and going into the distance at
a fine gallOp, the sound of which was
soon lost on the sweep Of the angry
wind.
"Ah, are you hurt? Are you hurt?''
He had gathered MissHanfOrd up in
his arms. andwas holding her as easily
as if she had been a child. II don't
know" said Marian, struggling
promptly to regain her footing on the
earth; but the instant she accomplish
ed this a sharp cry of pain escaped
her.
"My foot" she said. family.
Something is the matter with my
foot"
"a sprain perhaps" Eugene said,
cOmpassiOnately- 'Just try to walk
a step or two"
She did try, then caught at Eugene'E
arm with both her hands.
II can't" she said quietly. 1.-The
pain is terrible"
''Then, good heavens, what are we
to do? 1 could carry you easily-but
to keep my feet in this wind"
"YOu can carry me to the school
house, If you will. I have the key
here. 1 am sorry, Mr.. Landt, to give
you this trouble"
1.-The very thing, f." he said promptly.
Lucky it's so near. Just put your
arm round my neck, please. That's
right"
He took her up lightly, and began
to plOd his way, with bent head,
! against the storm.
You will have to guide me, Miss
/ Hanford, if YOU can"
"Go on straight a little way-a few
/ steps further. Now. turn off the road
the foOtpath is here. Now you are
/ all right. You'll feel the fence in
minute"
Il feel it now" said Eugene, bump
/ ing himself against it; ''and here's the
! gate. Actually we are in luck as
Mr.. Slower says"
Another minutes careful plOddine
brought them to the door, which Eu-
gene unlocked. Within was zimmerman
darkness, but the change to d warm,
dry atmosphere was a delightful SEN
satiOn. Mr.. LandJ CROPPED his way to
a seat, deposited Miss HanfOrd there
on, and under her direction lit the
little lamp above the desk and
kindled a cheerful wood fire In
the big drum stove. Then heremOved
her snOw-pOwdered wraps and his
own OvercOat, shook them vigorously
and hung them In friendly companion.
ship near the warmth to dry.
"NOw, we must see a little to the
poor foot, Miss HanfOrd, he said, GO
ing down on his knees before her.
Let me remove your boot. Don't
be afraid; 1 won't hurt you"
But despite his light, careful touches
Marian WINGED with pain. The re
J mOVal of the stocking was accomplish
ed with an air OF almost professional
{ gravity, and then Eugene, having sat
/ ished himself that no bones were
! broken, BEGAN to bind up the sprain
! For this purpose he tore in strips his
I own linen handkerchief, wetted il
with snow and swathed the slender
ANGLE and mstep tightly Then b,
? said cheerfully:
I Now we are ahead Of the swelling
] any way, and I'll make you as com
Portable as can. Let me lift you int
e this armchair. Then you can lear
e back-sO." He caught a stool anC
! placed 1t under her feet, and stood
looking kindly on her pale, unsmilinl