Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1892-03-10

DChltu W nun lOi hihs
"Poor fellow" he said, with provok.
ing calmness; he is IN a oau way, 4 aui
afraid"
"And will you do nothing 10 save
him2' she asked, Indignantly, but her
question was superfiuous, for before
the sentence was finished he had flung
off his coat, waistcoat and shoes, and
had plunged into the river few yards
above the spot where the painting dog
was struggling.
How boldly he struck out 10 Cmsar's
sidel There was such a power In his
movement, that Kate never for an In.
slant felt tremor for his safety-she
was simply absorbed In a thrilling ad
miration Of his manly courage and
superb strength. Putting his arm
around the dogs neck he gently forced
him down the stream 20 n spot where
the bank was lower, and In couple Of
minutes Caesar was rolling on the grass
Of the meadow, whining his satisfac
ton at his unexpected release from o
watery grave.
The young gentleman did not look
much Of hero, ms he stood with drip
ping garments In the shallow water,
but In Kate's eyes he was Bayard,
and when he said: AS cannot get In
very much dampcr condition, per-
haps had better fetch your hat" and
plunged once more into the river. She
thought that such an act Of gallantry
was worthy Of even her idol, Harry
Grahame.
"Ilow can thank you sufficiently for
the service you have done me2" she
said, with checks aglow, as he stood
beside her on the bnnlt again.
by saying nothing about II. Why,
IL was bit Of fun, not even worth
mentioning, only wish ! had the
mastiffs faculty OF throwing the wet
drops from me. See how the old rascal
is rubbing his nose in the grass, and
dare say grinning at my moist condi.
ton" he replied. with a merry laugh.
but you will come at once TO the
farmhouse, where | am staying" she
asked eagerly. 81 should never forgive
myself II You caught cold. Had you
not better run on at once? am sure
that Mr. Barlow would be only too
glad to"
Ella, ha, ha" he roarcd "Do look
like n tender youth, that dip in
river on II glorious day like this would
lay on n sicl, bed?"
His mirth was infectious, and She
was fain to confess that he did not.
Then excuse me IL do not pat on
my coat over my wet clothes; and show
me the way to your farmhouse, for un.
less you accompany me, TO give an cX-
PLANTATION Of my amphibousncss, | shall
not dare 10 present myself. Besides,
In your country no one goes anywhere
without an Introduction, understand"
"Thcn you are not an Englishman?"
she demanded, in surprise
Not exactly, though my forcfathers
were. am lankce-a pure, unso.
phisticatcd native Of the state of wooden
lutmcgs."
"Ah, have read Sam Slicls-you mean
You were born in Connecticut" Kate
asked, much amused and what are
You doing in England"
"Loaling; and until to-day have not
got much fun out Of the experiment.
Kate was n little mystiGcd by the
term "loaGng," which had never pcne-
tratcd into the classic precincts Of Miss
Baldcrstonc's establishment or the
gcntccl atmosphere Of Miss Iionorias
drawing-room, and concluded that IL
must he an Amcrcanism for hunting
for loavcs or getting ones living. She
forcborc making any further inquiries
on SO delicate u subject, for of course, IL
was no business Of hers how the young
man earned his bread IL only en-
lightcncd her rs TO the fact that he
was u toilcr and had to work for sub
siGtcncc.
Thus, in pleasant chat, just as II they
had known each other for years, they
walked side by side till the gardcn.gatc
was reached, and madcmoiscllc, glanc-
ing from her French novel, behold them
with intense surprise, and hurried for
ward TO meet them.
mime. Campignon, permit me to in
troducc to you Mr., Mr." Kate
broke down with an embarrassed little
laugh, for she did not even know the
name Of her newly found friend.
arthur Dunbar" he said with quiet
assurance, making the governcss how
which would have been deemed credita.
BILE in one Of her own Partisan salons.
But mademoiselle was not to he propi-
tiated SO easily. Like hen protecting
her one chick from the swoop of hawk,
she ruilled her feathers and received
the young mans advances with the icicst
frigidity,
Not so Darne Barlow; that genial
housewife no sooner heard the story of
his brave rescue of her favoIitc dog
than she set about her preparations for
his comfort. First, he must go to bed
for an hour while she dried his clothes
no, she wouldn't have him parading
around the house in any of Johns gar.
ments, making himself ridiculous-and
he must take tankard of her famous
elderberry wine mullcd and piping hot,
with nutmeg and pinch Of ginger in IL.
OF course the ladies occupied n suite
of apartments TO themselves, and.
though they took their meals at the
same hour as the farmers family, en-
iArcd them in state alone in the great
oak-panelcd parlor. When the dinner
hour arrived, then, Kate was in consid-
cradle perplcXity rs to how Mr., Dunbar
would fare, for she heard him chat
ting gayly To the Barlows in the family
sitting-room, and knew that he must be