The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1889-01-23

ell woman, Of elegant manners.
Neither honor nor praise awaited Kate
in her own home Bridget scoldei her,
and put her TO be !, and declared that she
wud surely catch her death a-cold, an
she deserved it WE'LL p and tried to save
her from the consequences of her mis-
deeds at the same time. Ofthe children
Harry stubbornly resented her base de-
sertion of them on the bank of the raging
stream, and Marian, with her mothers
spirit Of adventure strong upon her, ter
rified the household 10y avowing her in
tention of going across the water on
tree the first time she could escape paren-
tai authority.
; The mother had her reward, neverthe-
less Late that night, when the children
were asleep and Bridget had relaxed
guard, Kate escaped from bed. and don
ming wrapper and shawl, laid herself
down upon the lounge before the open
FIRE, to enjoy scanning the daily paper.
The rain fell steadily without. SO steadily
that the sound OF horse hoofs coming
up the sodden driveway was scarcely dis
tinguishable from the pa;ter of the rain
drops. Kate started up as she heard a
Z step outside the door; another moment
and Tom was before her, looking very
solemn, ike 4 newly materislized ghost.
Tom +" she cried, sharply, and then
( she seemed to cover before him; yet not
/ before him, but the horror Of the after
noon, which again descended upon her
and took possession Of her. Tom her, hns-
band, might have been one Of that griz-
zly throng Of mangled, crushed, dead
and dying phantoms Of the might-haye-
been, ever torturing her mental vision.
She pressed her hands over her eyes, as
if they might bar out the sight.
Oh, yoa onghtnot: you never should
do such thing" she said.
After all, she had nerves, and they had
been soreIy tried that DAY.
What do you mean ;" grayelv de-
manded Tom. This vas indeed sorry
greeting, sfter al he had been through.
You shonln't have come home in this
unexpected way you shouid let people
know when You are coming"
Kate said Tom, solemniy, seating
himself on the sofa and drawing her
down beside him, you viii speak differ
emily when you know how near | came
TO not coming home all have Travelled
twelve miles on horseback over a rough
mountain roed to get here tonight. We
were notified that the bridge three miles
below ihere-six miles above here, Kate
had been carried away
How did you find out Kate was
herself again. There was little twinkle
in her eyes, but her lip trembled.
As TO that" replied Tom, reports are
somewhat vague. But all accounts agree
it was woman. And she did wonder
fal things. The bridgetenders wife
believe. Floated down stream on a tim
ber somebody said. started, all drip
/ ping for the station, and 60, there in an
Internationally short time. Not min
ute TO spare. Ifithadu't beenfor her -
Oh, it was a wonderful feat, everybody
says"
Bot how-very-unladylike said
Kate. in chokel voice, STOPPING 10 pick
up something from the floor.
Cnladylike cried Tom, excitedIy.
q tell YOU. Kate, that was something
worth while. Very different from your
lawn tennis practice. When woman
puts her strength to such a use-snd
( such 4 strain as it must have been BY
Jove, Why, Kate, doubt if you could
( do so much as walk to town and back.
But when woman saves two or three
hundred lives at one stroke Ny good
ness, Kate What have you been doing
Z 10 your ioot2
/ For Mrs. Middleton had unconscious
+ Is pushed the wouu,led foot into sight.
and its load of bandases, piled mp by
Bridgets clumsy fingers, and finished
( with a red flannel swathing, was indeed
calculated to strike terror 10 she behold
er
aI-I took a little walk to-day re-
piled Kate, guiltily, trying to hide the
foot again beneath the hem Of her dress.
But don't let US talk about that, Tom.
I'm sorry seemed queer and cold when
you came in. wasn't feeling well, and
you-you looked 50. 1t made me shiv-
er"
Like many people who are daua tless
in the presence Of real danger, Kate had
all her life been shy Of praise. II size
could have kept the knowleige Of her
escapale. as she mentally termed It, from
her husband, she would gladly have done
it. Bot. stupid as he was in some ways.
obtuse as he was, he was not 10 be put
oil in this way lie was already on his
knees beside her, cutting threads, renov-
ing pins and undoing cloths. in spite Of
her protests, until he disclosed little
foot, purple with bruises and with an ug
ly gaping cut inone side
-No wonder you are not yourself to-
night. 4 little walk ! should say so
Kate, what have you been up TO now p
u mad on my slippers confessed the
culprit. "and-ihere wasn't time to
change them. Let It alone, Tom. It'll
be all right tomorrow.
a little walk ~ persisted Tom. Great
Cesar, X ate, yoa are not to be trusted
alone any more thana two-year-old babe;
III never dare to 90 OF and leave you
again"
III haden't taken my little walk, you
-you-you mightn't have had theclance.7
cried poor Kate, cornerel at last
MY soul - c,ied Tom. light dawn
ing upon him at last. at was you
Il think he kissed the lame, bruised
foot. am afraid he did great many
foolish things and humbled himself most
lamentably 10 show his love for his
brave young wife, his pride in her and
his contrition.
There was a purse made Up by the pas
sengers on the overland train that fate
fol day. to reward the pIucky woman
who had saved them from such fright
fll disaster, but they we're never able to
find her out. The stallion master AMI
Jack Spencer kept their secret veil. The
only subscription tha. ever reached It's
destination was Tom lfjadiefau's His