St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-05-03

ward the monster which had startled
him as by frightened fascination. Dan
was young and somewhat skittish in his
most sober moments.
He eyed the machine askant. whinny-
ing and pricking his ears and already
trembling; and when its steam whistle
was suddenly blown he gave neigh of
wild terror. threw up his head and hind
hoofs and dashed on up the road. swerv-
right OF left, as his frightened senses
prompted him, obliViOuS of all but his
foolish equine fears.
That moment seemed a lifetime to
Cora. The roadside shrubs rushed ir-
regularly past, the dust flew. Aunt
Cecilia was pnliing frantically at the
lines with not the slightest effect. They
would be overturned in the ditch and
hurt-perhaps killed.
Upon my soulv said Aunt Cecilia,
twenty seconds later.
Dan was stopped-caught by his bit
by a strong hand, whose possessor had
first broken his speed by springing into
his path and turning him aside. 4
The hand was not 80 strong, though,
but that it felt the powerful wrench;
the young man was pale and wincing.
His hat was in the dust, and some dark
curls lay very becomingly on his white
forehead.
He was tall, broad-shouldered, strong
faced, and was smiling pleasantly up at
them and bowling to Cora, too.
Aunt Cecilia reiterated her ejacula-
tions.
Upon my soul ! Have you sprained
your wrist? You certainly have. Well,
L never saw anything Drawer. I-Well,"
said Aunt Cecilia, Wiping her flushed, eX-
cited face, II can't express myself at all
You might have been seriously injured
were you aware of that? 1t isn't
every man that will risk his own life to
save a strangers. Who are you ?"
albert Pierce, madam. Don't thank
me, beg of y0uH' he said. II am SO
glad to have been of service to you and
and Miss Cora"
"Oh, Mr.. Pierce" Aunt Celia echoed
mildly, studying him thoughtfully.
From West Gainesbro?'
From Russell county, madam-from
Saalsberg," SAID Mr.. Pierce.
cried. 81 once knew John Pierce who
moved to Saalsberg, Russell county,
from my native town, Pho"
''Phenicia," said Albert Pierce yet
more smiingly, Haven't l heard him
tell Phenicia legends till | knoW~some
of them by heart? John Pierce was my
father, Mrs. Turner"
"Dead!" said Aunt Cecilia, her face
softening. ayes, yes; l remember hear
ing when John Pierce died. A fine
man he was-a man in every sense, and
of fine family. And this is his son!
And his son." said Aunt Cecilia, beam
ing upon him with admiration and graf
itude and warmth, "has saved two
lives"
"Nonsensep' his SOD protested. "Ex-
cuse me, Mrs. Turner, but"
1.-TWO lives" said Aunt Cecilia,
(which [ risked by my own rashness.
/ will try to thank you, Mr.. Pierce.
Will you drive us home?' Aunt Cecilia
quered abruptly, there being a slight
culver in her voice and an eloquent
look in her eyes.
He was in the phaeton in second, his
feet among the jugs and his eyes on
Cora. Hers were dropped, and the ra-
pidity with which her breath came was
not accounted for by her fright, which
had passed over.
Il thought you would be at the pic
nic," she faltered.
did you imagine would 60 without
you?" he whispered, reproachfully. ''It
wasn't you, Cora, know it wasn't. 1t
wasn't your idea, writing that note to
me that miserable little note? know
better"
you come home to supper with u.s."
said Aunt Cecilia. II have salve
which is unequaled for sprains. You must
let me bandage your wrist. John
Pierce's son! How strangely things
come about"
II don't believe it's sprained," an
n.
Aunt Cecilia wore white lace tichu
at supper and was in good spirits.
You will burn up that awful old blue
handkerchief, won't you, Aunt Cecilia?"
said Cora, laughing as she kissed her.
"Its so-unbecoming! And you've
had it twenty-five years already,
and"
"Just as you say,my DEAR" said Aunt
Cecilia, placidly.