The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1892-05-05
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CHAPTER ~.

NATE HAS AN ADVENTURE
So Miss Balderstone's romance was
crushed in the bud ere II had attained
maturity, and she setout for brighton
to enjoy her well-earncd holiday, but
not before she had seen to tie departure
OF nademoiselle and her young charge
for the farmhouse ncur ChertSey on the
Thames.
England boasts no fairer scene tho.
the banks Of this beautiful river, wind
ing among grassy meadows and vcrdanI
woodlands, and Willoughby farmhouse
was Just the large, rambling, old-fnsh
ioned, picturesque building in which to
get the most enjoyment out Of the love.
ly landscape. Moreover, John Barlow,
It's yeOnan owner, and Dame Deborah,
his wife, seemed to have been especially
fitted by Providence TO dispense its hos
pitalities-to say nothingof their brown.
armed. blue-eyed daughter Nellie,
whose rustic beauty might have made
her the heroine Of a pastoral POEM.
To Kate Grahane the quiet retire.
ment OF this lovely spot was as q heal
ing balm, bringing color to her cheeks
and peace to her rnir-l. though must
confess that Mile Campignon. who re-
garded q COW as wild animal with
chronic designs On her personal safety
and dreaded even covering the tips
of her toes with the morning dew,
pined for The gay streets and brilliant
boulevards of her adorcd Pnris.
The days 6ew by with winged speed.
Old Cscscr, the house-t.og. h lineal, de.
scendant of the famous mastiffs Of the
nelvoir valley, had taken the young
girl under his especial patronage, and
woe-bct!de the tramp who should dare
TO molest her in their daily scampers
down grassy :lnes or lonely country.
roads.
1t was Cesar, however, who brought
her into the vortex of her FIRST advcn-
ture in this scene of ArclAian siinplic-
ity, where one would think that
startling incidents as though she were
immurcd in the VOLS of well-re9ula-
ted schoolroom, and 1t happened in this
way.
Mademoiscllc had headache -;
which meant that she wGs anxious to
retire to a hammock under the apple
trees In the orchard and feast her soul
on the thrilling incidents of French
novel, OF which she always pictured
herself as the heroine = and Kate and
her four footed friend started on RAM
bio down the river bank, It was q
lovely morning for walk. for, though
the July sun shonc with unwonted rn-
diance. o fresh western breeze famed
the cir and made tiny.whitc-cnps on the
ruf1led stream.
Kate stood on little knoll enjoying
the pretty landscape, her hand resting
on the great dogs head, whcn-whiffl
q gust OF wind swept the dainty straw
hat from her head. whirlcd it like a
kite in the air, and dropped It ignomin-
iously into the middle Of the current,
where the small eddies played around
it and bore it triumphantly to the weir,
hundred yards below, lodging it at
last in little island of willows just
above the miniature Niagara.
Tho girl, with litt:, none Of comical
distress, appealed to the mastif fol
assistance, but the honest fellow re.
spondcd with mute repronch in his
OTOWh CyCSs dc iuuCu 10 W otAy Uut1V ie
was not that kind OF dog at all
Fetch It, Cesar! Fetch II, sirl' she
cried, impntiently stamping her foot.
He bounded round her and barkcd,
but made no effort to recover her los,
headgear; but in his gnmbols he ap-
preached the verge Of the high bank,
and Kate, vexed at his stupidity, gave
him o push which sent him with great
splash into the stream. Cesar was
strong and superb swimmer. but, like
his Saxon ancestors, was nightly
afraid of cold bath, and instead OF
striking boldly out into tho river, made
Intellectual attempts TO scale the preci.
pice. only succeeding, however, in pull.
ing down the red clay into the waite,
and exhausting himself in his frantic
efforts. In vein Kate ran 10 a shall.
lower spot and called him; her cries
, only urged him TO wilder struggles.
Then she got frightened, and tears ot
distress began to roll down her cheeks,
while The dog gave piteous howl and
sank back into the river with hardly
strength enough left to make way
against the stream. n,
II was just at this critical moment
that o young man leaped lightly over a
stile and ran swiftly up to her. Her