The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1893-12-03

has ever understood them. an.
| that what he said must be wise ana right
and best i want you 10 try MS way iirs.'
If that fails. there will be time enough
after This wear to make a different expert
ment." -
wei, / promised YOU" he said ana
IN show YOU that, at least, I'm strong
enough to keep my word until you release
me from it. / think. though, You don
quite know how tough it is
Mrs. Morgan thought she did know just
about how tough" ii was 70 boy nature
TO be called a coward; but she knew
also. that the truest bravery on earth
is the bravery Of endurance.
Look out for the Goals Of fire. she
said, smilingly, as her boy started OH
for school the next morning. keep
good watch, and I'm pretty sure youIl
find them before the summer is over.
But he came home that night depressed
and a little gloomy. He felt as II his
prestige were gone. There had always
been sort of rivalry between him and
Dick Osgood, and now the boys seemed TO
have gone over TO the stronger side, and
he had that feeling Of humiliation and
disgrace which is as bitter to boy
as the sense of defeat ever is 10 man.
The weeks went on, and the feeling
wore away little. Still that blow, un-
avenged and unatoned. ranked IN Guys
mind, and made him unsocial and i'll at
ease His mother watched him with come
anxiety, but she did not interfere She
had the true wisdom to leave him TO learn
some Of the lessons Of life alone.
At length came the last day Of school,
succeeded next day by a picnic, in which
all the scholars were to join, superintend-
ed by their teachers. Guy Morgan hesi-
tated little, then concluded to go. The
place selected was lovely spot, known
I'm all the neighborhood as "the old mill"
1t was on the banks Of the Quassit river,
where the stream ran fast. and the grass
on its brink was green, and great trees
with dropping boughs shut away the gar
ish July sunlight.
Among the rest were Dick Osgood and
his little sister Hetty,-the one human
being whom he seemed really and ten
derby 10 love. The teachers eyes were on
him for this one day. and he neither ven
tured to insult the older scholars or bully
the little ones. He and Guy kept apart
as much as they conveniently could: and
Guy entered into the spirit Of the day,
and really enjoyed it more than he had
enjoyed anything for the past two
months.
Dinner was spread on the grass, and
nothing taken at home on civilized black
walnut. and from regulation dishes, was
ever tasted with half the zest which went
TO the enjoyment of these viands, eaten
with pewter spoons out Of crockery Of
every hue and kind They had enjoyed
themselves like boys and girls, and like
nothing else; for that fun, hearty capaci-
" for enjoyment is one OF the things
which youth takes away when it goes
with flying feet" and (which never
come again"
They made dinner last as long as they
could and then they scattered here and
there, swinging in hammocks, some
lounging on the grass and a group stand
ing on the bridge a few rods above the
falls, and playing at fishing. Among
these latter were Dick OsgoOd and his
sister. Guy Morgan was at a little dis
tance with one of the teachers, pulling to
pieces a curious flower. and talking bota-
ny. Suddenly a wild, wild cry rose above
tie sHltry stiffness of the summer after
noon and the hum Of quiet voices round,
Dick Osgood's cry: she's in. boys! Het-
tvs In the river, and l can't swim. o.
save her, save heri-will no one tryY
Before the words were out of his lips,
they ali saw Guy Morgan coming on with
flying feet,-a race for life. He unbut-
toned coat and vest as he ran, and cast
them of as he neared the bridge He
kicked off his summer shoes. and threw
himself over. They heard him strike the
water. He went under, rose again and
then struck out toward the golden head
which rose just then for the second time.
Everyone who stood there lived moments
which seemed like hours.
The boys and Mr. Sharp, the teacher
with whom Guy had been talking, got q
strong rope, and, running down the
stream, threw it out on the water Just
above the falls, where Guy could reach
II If he could get so near the shore-ifl
The water was very deep where Hetty
had fallen in, and the river ran fast,
fast. 1T was sweeping the poor child on,
and Dick Osgood threw himself upon the
bridge and sobbed and screamed like one
gone mad. When she rose the third
time she was near the fails. A moment
more, and she would 60 over down on
the Jagged. cruel rocks beneath. But that
third time Guy Morgan caught her.
caught her by her long. glistening. golden
hair Mr.. Sharp shouted TO him. He
saw the rope and swan toward il, his
strong right arm beating the water back
with hammer-strokes: his left motionless,
holding his white burden.
80. Cod" Mr.. Sharp prayed. fervently;
keep him up, spare him strength a lit
tie longer.--a little longerw
rope, chung to it desperately. and boys
and teacher drew the two In over the
slippery edge. out OF the horrible seeth-
ing waters. and took them In their arms.
both silent. both motionless. Mr. Sharp
spoke Guys name, bat he did not answer.
Would either OF them ever answer again?
Teachers and scholars went TO work
alike for their restoration. Ii was well
there was intelligent guidance or their
best endeavor might have failed. Guy
being the stronger was the first to re-
viye.
rs Hetty safer was his anxious Quss-
ton.
only God knows" Mr.. Sharp answered.
solemnly. We are doing our best"
II was almost half an hour more before
pretty Hetty opened her hiue'eyes. Mean.
time. Dick had been utterly frantic and
helpless He had sobbed, and lroaned,
and cried, aud prayed even, IN Wild, in
comprehensive fashion OF his own, which,
perhaps the plying Father. who forgets
no sparrow even, understood and answer
ed When he heard his sisters voice, he
was like one beside himself with Joy, until