Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-11-30

the Sharp-Shod horses walked carefully.
The children of the town, rosy and healthy,
enjoyed every minute after school dis
missal at f. The hills resounded with
shrill childish laughter, and loud cries Of
ssThere she goes, 'sThe bully of the hill"
'sAin't she daisy ~ "Ain't she stunnerY
These remarks all were for the benefit of
George Waldron's new sled as it shot by
with that small boy going belly bounderp
and waving his red-stockinged legs in the
air. And his heart swelled with pride in
his new treasure, the Snow Queen" gaily
painted and the name in curling gilt let
tiers on top. His sister Louie tagged be-
hind to come III for haul up the hill
IF yer careful and don't spread yer old
skirts over the name," he informed her
when she breathlessly reached his side
If yer only wore trousers, Lou, | wouldn't
mind. Now, squeeze in those skirts, so =
and poor Louie took quite an uncomfort-
able position, so the new sled would show
off as he wished. "It's faster than any
old engine on the road tween here and
Hartford" he asserted. And Louie said
msekly, 'Dess she is when she goes down.
The next time George took sitting
posture and started down the town hill.
Now, coasting within the town limits was
a forbidden fruit, with the exception of
the bridge hill, too steep for teams to 90
up in winter. but before starting a bright
lookout must be kept for teams crossing
the side street So, looking right and
left, George started. Belle was Just
crossing the bridge and recognized the
little boy as he flew past, anxious to show
oil, with his fur cap slipping over his eyes.
On he came, his small sturdy legs out
straight Near the foot of the hill the
| sled sweryed and passed down the steep
bank to the river, right on the frail ice
barrier, with the treacherous current be-
low. Belle saw the accident; her heart
beat so fast she could scarcely look over to
see if George was there. Yes, but the
thin ice was cracking and breaking all
around him from the Jar. She flung off
her long cloak, and ciinging TO girder and
cross-beam, she reached the bottom, and
| holding on with one hand, she stretched
the other to the now frightened boy. His
| light weight was almost too much for her,
as she screamed loudly for help. The
waters had burst the barrier before il came,
and the angry torrent splashed round
| Georges legs and in her face; and when
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| plan had been devised. 4 basket used
for packing the packages and spools to the
warerooms was fastened to long
ropes and lowered down below them,
and Belle had just strength enough to drop
him in safely Up he went and down
came the basket again-none too soon for
she dropped in it limp and lileless. Such
cheer went up from the crowd as willing
hands carried the now insensible, ex-
| hausted pair to the nearest house, the
| Waldron mansion.
| Mrs. WaldroD, a sweet-faced, motherly
woman, had heard of the near approach to
death of her youngest boy, and his brave
rescue. She led the way to a warm room
aud assisted in putting to bed Belle and
George, lowering over each one as il she
could never do enough. Belle was still
unconscious of her surroundings. Her
hair had loosened from its fasteuings and
lay massive bronze braid across the pill
| low, her face like marble. with the dark
brows and lashes
$50 pretty, so good" murmured Mrs.
Waldrop, and then kissing George, who
was fast coming to, she added. "and but for
her would have no little boy"
That evening they were both able to sit
up in bed. Georges first question was,
! Have they saved my sled's life, too. She
went so bully and fast" and his tears fell
as he was told no.
"Poor Queen drowned to death and ME
saved"
"Well, never mind" said his father, II
| will give you another when you are
older"
"Will have to wait till I'm old as gu,
and moldy; oh, my, I'm sorry Miss Aiken
saved me. Without my sled Pm no good
all winter" And his mother had quite a
time in quieting him.
Thanksgiving day A day of rejoicing
over all the whole United States; and
Belle must stay and be thankful with
them, declared kind Mrs. Waldron.
''For if you had not saved George we
would have had our joy turned to mourn
ing" And she kissed Belle gratefully.
The family had all been in TO see her,
and Mr.. Waldron forgot bis pride and
said, "Forgive me, Miss Aiken, wont YOU,
you are brave, noble girl and if John
wants you for wife don't say no, for l
have no objection, and mother loves you
| already for what you have done"
And John came in last, with the love-
light in his eyes, and as he held Bellies
hand he said softly, "Add to my Thanks
giving this precious gift, and | will be too
thankful for words" And happy Belle said
"yes"
The table that day fairly groaned be-
meath the weight of dainties, plump roast
turkeys, goose and duck and hens, and
golden pumpkin pies, and faky mince, and
Iiellies the color of gems, ruby and amber
The toasts were drank In old bright cider
"Our thanksgiving and its cause" said
Mr.. Waldron.
Because Pm safe and sound, barrin'
my Sled" piped up George ''But will
toast her with kisses when | get through
these bones, and when my wishbone's dry
| will wish she was my sister, and if 1 had
another sled she should ride it all the
times wasn't using it," he addict hought-
fully.
"To Johns future wife," said Mr.. Wal
dron, and Belle blushed, and when her
turn came said, as she raised her glass:
"Here's to those 1 love, and those that
love me, and all those that love those l
love, and those that love those that love
me-"
And John, looking proudly at Belle,
said in his mischievous way, with South
ern accent: Heres to We uns. When
you uns come to see We uns, may we uns
treat you uns as you uns treated we uns
this Thanksgiving" And the gay laugh
ter that followed this toast showed it was
a most happy Thanksgiving.
|
An Every Day Comedy.
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