News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1893-10-19

good terms again.
A month passed.
Miss Newell proved q very sensibl
young lady, and though she hat
grown up under the influences of tn
highest refinement, she adapted her
self readily to her new surroundings
She treated her fathers employe
with the kindest consideration, chat
ting and laughing with them witt
perfect freedom, little esuspecting wha
stress they placed upon every wore
and ripple of laughter that fell from
her lips.
Arson and Alb both grew more san
guine and hopeful as the days wen
by, and each in his own heart cam
to feel assured that he was winning
his way into Roses love.
Deacon Jim had continued on from
the first in the even tenor of his way
He never thrust himself forward a
all-never made any effort to gaiT
admission to Roses society, but, i
anything, rather seemed to avoid her
A change had come over the dea
con, too. Always serious, be had be
come almost melancholy.
He liked to NOPE about alone Ol
sit for hours gazing thOughtfully in
to space.
He was in love, though he triec
hard to conceal the fact from himself
and for all the world would not nave
admitted it to any one else.
One morning, when the men were
preparing to begin the work OF the
dav, a dis spute arose between Anson
and Alb, and as it grew warmer and
more bitter the former said:
"When | become partner on this
ranch you'll go, Alb johnson, as sure
as shooting. Iwon't have you here"
"When you get to be a partner!"
sneered Alb. " When 1 get to be
partner you'll go, and don't you for
get it,"
"You a partner!" Anson said,
mockingly. " Why, Rose Newell
wouldn't haveyou if youwas the last
man on EARTH"
"My notion is you'll both see that
you are making fools of yourselves"
old Barton observed. "Miss Rose will
never have neither of you. If | had
to name anybody on this ranch that
she was most likely to marry, I'd say
it was Deacon Jim
There was a universalroar of laugh
ter at that last remark, and every
one seemed to think it a good joke.
"Why," said Anson, " the deacon
don't stand a ghost of a show. He
amt shined around her a bit, and
they never take any notice of each
other, scarcely. You're off, Barton
away off, Jim amt in it at ALL"
That day Rose rode with her father
across the country, and late in the
afternoon was returning alone to the
ranch.
When within two miles of her desti-
nation she was aroused from q drOw-
sy reverie by a rushing, surging noise
that came suddenly up from behind
her like the onsweep of q great storm.
She listened an instant, glanced
back, then uttered a cry full of terror.
A little distance away she saw a
great herd of cattle in full stampede,
sweeping down upon her in a mighty,
irresistible mass.
On over the level prairie the horse
surging sea of horns.
One mile was thus run and part of
another, and the girl, bending low
over the horses neck, urged the ami
mai to a still greater speed, while a
hope of escape came to her heart.
But at thatinstantth the horse STUN
bled and fell to it's knees and she was
thrown forward to the ground.
The horse recovered its footing and
sped away.
She arose, looked about her in q
daze of wonder, saw the herd almost
upon her, and in a hopeless despair
attempted to run, but with a cry of
pain sank down helpless.
She had sustained a sprain and
could not support her weight.
She heard the cattle as they swept
up nearer and nearer over the hard,
dry sod.
Another minute would bring them
upon her.
She shuddered and covered her face
with her hands.
Then she felt a pair of strong arms
about her.
She was lifted up and set upon a
horses back.
A man sprang quickly in front of
her to the saddle, and placing his
spurs in the animals side eswept away
at full speed.
There were few minutes of uncer-
tainty, a few minutes fraught with
terror, alternating with hope and de-
spair.
Then it was over, and amid a wild
shout from the assembled cowboys
the horse halted at the ranch, while
the herd swept by but a few yards
away.
1t was Deacon Jim who had saved
Miss Newell's life, and everybody
agreed that he had performed brave
deed.
Even Anson and Alb admitted that.
Jim, however, considered his act of
very little consequence except for the
result, and he did not like to hear it
mentioned.
The next morning Miss Rose sent
for jim, and blushing and trembling
he went to her room.
She was lying on a couch looking
more beautiful than he had ever seen
her before.
She thanked him profusely for her
rescue, and showed not only by Ian
guage but by looks how truly CRATE
full she was.
How the deacon ever came to say
it no one could surmise, and even he
could never account for such boldness
and audacity.
"Miss Newell" he said, "to do you
a service is a glorious reward in itself.
To save your life, believe me, is a
privilege worth living for"
Then, blushing at his own temerity,
he arose to leave the room, but she
held out her hand to check him.
Soon it became noised about that
the deacon and Miss Newell were to
be married in a few days, and that
the deacon had become half owner
of the ranch.
This information was not pleasant
to Anson and Alb, but bitter as it was
they had to swallow it.
81 can tell you how it came about"
said old BortOn. " She's a girl of
sense, and it is not what a man says
or the way he looks that takes with
her, but it's the way he does. Jim
won her by his actions, which appeal
ed to her heart, while you chaps tried