The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1891-10-30
ON A MERRY-GO-ROUND.
It Started in a Ylirl and Ended
in q WoddinE.

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in a WcddinE.
There is no use of talking, Eeulah,'
Amy Anstruthcr said, as she Luttoncd
mp her ulster. ..Auything lilze e rnatri-
monial negotiation t. so aistIstcful TO
me that [ would not marry the king Of
Siam to please anybody"
The king OF Siam-wen. nor said
Beulah, smiling. But Robert Craig
is not a Monaghan, my dear. He is
rich and good looking and clever cs can
be.
BAH said Amy. as she llnotted her
vail above the fluffy coil of blonde
hair Il almost hate hira already.
'.Tha, Is what h" said about you.'
BeulaI observed, coolly.
Then he has some sens Amy re-
piled Come, BculaA, let rs alone.
There is no use Of trying - STRIKE an
Anstruther-Craig alliance just 4or thc
sake Of raking ~ the family arms.
What do we Americans care Tor the
duke of Anstruthcr and The earl Of
Craig? Ny grandfather kept a shop,
You know, and Henry Craig was q
wholesale shoe manufacturer. You
might Is well let Us 60 on being com
mon. There. I'm ali ready. Where's
Dicly?"
An infant warwhoop in the hall was
her reply.
With the small author Of that yell
she went to the merrv-Cc--ouEG Payu-
ion, but thc ring OF dying animals had
Just started, an1 Amy anl Dic!Sy sat
down TO wait. Near them We little
girl. q perfect fairy. in white. with long,
floating hair and pleading eyes
Please, Uncle Bert, won't you let
me go?7 she coaxed gentleman be-
side her Il won't get hurt See.
There's Nellie Graham riding Z camel
all alone. Please let me got
Charlotte, you mustn't ask me,
dear. Your mother told M u t. Ike
care of you, and j doa't know what
she thinks of mcrry-so-rouDds. 1
couldn't think of letting you go clone"
The child was silent; but Amy saw
great tears roInng down her checks,
and said. very quickly: IF you don't
mind, your little girl can 60 with our
Diclzy. Dicl1y, you'll take care OF her,
won't you, dear? Dichy's an old merry
go-rounder."
''Ohr' cried Charlotte. May l,
Uncle Bert?'
''Do you think i is al right?~ the
gentleman inquired, looking at Amy.
''Oh, yes; it Is perfectly safe. Let
her go. She win enjoy It."
The gong rung, and Diczy held out
out his hands - he Little Fisher
maiden was ground out gayly from
the organ, and Charlotte mounted the
camel
Amy found her companion delight
full II was five o'clock when the
children came back, with their tickets
all gone.
Come back tomorrow, said Dicl,y,
Hospitality. I'VE come here every
afternoon, don't we. Aunt Amy?''
Amy blushcd.
Il am certainly very much obliged
to you. Master Dick" said the gentle
man, warmly.
Amy bowed rather nervously and
hurried away.
The merry y-go-round grew more and
more attractive. DiclSy spent 4 child's
fortune on it, and Charlotte rode every
animal in the caravan. Amy and
Uncle Bert" in the mean V lille,
talked and-took care of the children.
suppose we try it this time?'' he
said, one afternoon, weeks later when
the children mounted their wooden
steeds.
Would you like to?" Amy said,
smiling. DO you prefer an ostrich or
a hon?"
''oh, shall stand up, thank your
he replied "How shall you ride?''
In a sleigh, if you please. am
not so rash as to mount one of those
fiery animals"
The bell struck and the organ tegan
to grind out ''Rock-a-by, Baby"
Amy laughed IN spite of herself.
What would Beulah say if she knew?
Round and round they went.
How do you like it?' Amy asked.
He shook his head.
Il feel like a singing top" he said,
obviously.
Better sit down." she said, but he
not move.
Once more they spun round
Amy's escort uttered low exclama-
tion and staggered against the feet OF
the horse.
y am horribly giddy,' he said, faint
ly.
Take carer' she cried, reaching out
her hand. This way.''
He took step toward her. His face
was deadly pale.
Good heavens!" he cried. How hor-
rible this is!''
The next moment there was a cry
from the spectators in the pavilion. lie
had fallen at the feet OF the horse and
the flying wheel flung him OF with ter
rible force upon the floor.
There was wild excitement in a mo-
ment-
Amy felt herself getting deathly
sick when she saw him lying there mo-
ionlcSs-
The organ stopped. Everybody
rushed 20 the scene of the disaster.
HE is badly hurt, I'm afraid" Am
heard some one say who Is ne
Where does he live?'
He is my Uncle Bert" said littl
Charlotte, bursting into tears "W
live long way from here, down q
Nentnor."
Take him To hotel" scme one sug
gested-
This gentleman is friend of mine,