Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1889-07-11

should be sick at night, with NO boss
an no man, and the doctor eight mile
away"
At that moment we started and looked
at one another. Apparently we had al
heard the same thing, faint "Hallo
hallol /" Again it was repeated, and
then Mrs. Simmons started to her feet
''You mark my words, poor uncle's
elm the NOW for eggs and fell" she
cried. as she hu1rird to the door.
"Run, girls, run to the barnl You're
spryer'n be. !"
We gathered up our long skirts and
ran. As we neared the barn the cries
grew more distinct, and when we entered
the great door, there lay Uncle Mel on
his back, trying in vain to raise himself
from the pile of rubbish on which he
had fallen.
care You all deaf9" he asked, as we
hurried up to him. 'I'ye hollered my
self hoarse. Now, don't go to actin
like hen with her head cut off" he
added, as Mrs. Simmons appeared ON
the scene. ave broke every bone in
my body, and if you women go to drag
gin me round, you'll break the rest.
Girls, you jest run down to Burlage's,
an tell Eph an Sam to come an lift me
up. Tell 'em to send somebody else for
the doctorl I've got to lay here"
"Come, Madge said Daphne, taking
me by the arm. 81 know where the
Burrages live. Hurry" She ran into
the house for our hats and gloves, and
by the time | reached her was wheeling
Peggy out from the syringa bush.
''Jump ON she cried. ''Never mind
your gloves. Put your best foot fore
most.
We rolled out Of the yard and down
the dusty road. Hitherto we had tried
to ride in a style that might be generally
considered consistent with good deport-
ment we had sat straight, and even
composed our faces to an expression
suggesting ''prunes and prisms." Now,
however, when saw Daphne bending
to her work in true professional style, /
also tried to turn all my energies into
foot-power. We did not speak breath
was not plentiful enough to waste.
We found that Mrs. Simmons's mile
was long one, but not many minutes
had passed when, dry-lpped and pant
ing, we rode into the Burrage's yard,
where man was pumping water.
"Uncle Melcher has fallen in the barn
and hurt himself" began Daphne.
"Will you and your brother go and help
him up And will you please give US
some water2
He slowly filed the rusty dipper, and
passed it to us.
'.Shol" said he. "Jest what 1 ex-
pected What's the old coon want to
go climbin' round for, anyway "
"Will you go non ?" insisted Daphne.
che may be dying"
ooh, yes, III call Eph, and we II fetch
up there in the course o. fifteen minutes.
But what under the canopy do you call
that thing you're ridin' ONT
'It's tricycle., said /. "Have you
a horse, to go for the doctor2"
mo, amt, but"
The pedals began to turn, and so did
Peggy. / knew what Daphne had de-
cided, and was ready to do my part.
Out of the yard we went, and on until
we reached trim little cottage near the
road.
'Has your father horsel" called
Daphne, to a bare-headed and bare
footed boy who sat ON the fence, gnzing
at us, in what We hoped was admiring
awe.
"Yup."
'1s he at home-the horse, I mean
''No, lie amt"
On we went without another word. At |
the next house there was horse, feeding |
in n neighboring orchard. Daphne gave
it one glance.
"Madge," said she, 81 could run
faster than that barebones. Are you
good for six miles more
"For twenty" 1 cried, with more
zeal than accuracy.
As to the work that followed, I can
still declare that never knew anything
20 wildly exhilarating. Our breath came
last, and our cheeks were burning but
We gained on time, and annihilated dis
ance,
Two more triumphant girls could
scarcely have been found that day than
We, as we rode up to Doctor Miller's
certainly no hearts ever
ank lower than ours, when we were
old that the doctor had driven away
i've minutes before.
Ilt lOOh tBC lbttNl W NAACCncDOlO
aid pretty Mrs. Miller, "but 1 am al
most sure he meant to stop at Mrs.
doore's cottage, about mile and half
rom here" Away we toiled, working
.lmost against hope, for the Greensboro
Dad was terribly sandy. ] heard moth
ng and saw nothing; I only breathed
nd struggled.
"Hurrah +" cried Daphne, at last.
There's the house, and there's the
Ioctor "
But alas for u.s. He had Just put the
weight in his carriage, and was pre-
'aring to step in after it. Foot-power
vas no longer of use, and We lifted up
ur voices and shrieked.
doctor we called. 'Dcctor. {
Wait wait p" s
He paused, he looked, and the day
Tas won.
"Well. if you're not two crazy girls "
e began, as we rode up to him; but ]
lance at our faces must have shown
i'm that no spirit Of fun had prompted I
ur chase. {