The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1893-04-08
NONE BUT THE BRAVE.

AhSJ WIN out WoihiiS ny tllC ldkC-
side when he had popped the momen-
tous question.
l love you, Hetty. Will you not
give me just one ray of hope?
II don't know, responded she.
Dick seemed very much in earnest.
Tom had never during all the years of
their association, spoken of love. She
like other girls in common, had deal
admiration for a brave man. And Dick
Thornley, seemed a valiant parsonage to
Hetty since he had dared to tell her
tina, he loved her.
Who does know, then1 asked
Dick.
II cannot say. l-please let's go
back home now, uttered Hetty.
Will we row the boat, the little boat
down there, up to the stream which
flows by the house7 said Dick, pointing
to a small boat near them.
If you wish, SAID Hetty.
They got into the boat, and pushing
if out from the shore Dick piled the
oars.
A silence fell upon them after the
boat had gone a short distance.
Hetty was thinking that this would
all be very nice if 1t had only been
Tom instead of Dick.
They reached the inlet to the lake,
where the small stream poured its
crystal waters into the lake.
Dick turned the boat around
horror The frail affair struck against
rock and in another instant they
were both preclpitated into the
water.
Dick as he went over managed TO
grasp hold of the boat, and Hetty, as
luck would have it, found herself seated
squarely upon the rock.
Miss brown, said Dick, we are in a
predicament.
I'm wet Though and through. You
are just too horrid to upset the boat,
cried Hetty.
Strangely enough. the thorough
wetting seemed to take all the romance
out OF both.
Here in the water up to their waists
Dick hanging on 10 the shattered boat
for dear life, and Hetty seated upon
the rock some 10 or more yards from
shore, all affairs connected with love
were as something utterly vague to
them.
What shall we do2 said Hetty.
Dick did not reply. Swim he could
not, aud he knew if he once lost his
hold he would 60 down, down to a
watery grave.
Again Hetty said:
What shall we do7
A strange sound from Dicks lips
great heavens the old fellow is crying
like baby.
That was enough for Hetty. And
this man had just told her that he
loved her and asked he if she loved
him. Now he is crying in the very
presence of the woman he loves and
does not seem to offer even sugges-
ton as to how they shall escape passing
the night here IN the water.
I'm sorry that we rowed. IL
l guess
we'll both be at the bottom by morning
blubbered Dick.
Why don't you do something, Mr..
Thornley, Swim to the shore for
another boat. Do anything to get me
off this horrld rock
II can't swim.
Tom can.
I'm glad TOTO hear it. l wish Tom
was here.
Hetty then seemed to be possessed
OF an idea, which she suddenly put into
effect, for raising her voice to its high
est pitch she cried:
Tom Tom Tom !
Hello voice in the distance re-
sponded.
Quick, Tom. Out here In the lake.
where the stream flows in, cried Hetty
as she espied Toms form upon the
lake shore.
And then Tom dashed into the
water and walked as quickly as possible
to Hetty, took her in his arms and
walked back to shore.
Help How am | to get to ashore
yelled Dick.
You poor fool! Walk ashore The
water is about waist deep. You don't
want me to carry you, do your exclaim
ed Tom as he walked off toward the
house, Hetty, very limp and dripping,
walking by his side.
Dick walked to shore. What a fool
he had been! If he had only known
the depth of the water, perhaps he
would not have lost Hetty.
Anyhow he returned to the city in
the morning, and you may be sure he
never mentioned the little circum-
stance.
Hetty and Tom were married shortly
afterward. She said that the sight OF a
man crying had cleared away all doubt
and she stralghtway knew that she did
indeed love Tom.
BRIDE NERVOUS, GROOM NERVY,