The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1894-02-12

NAN IODA . ~ N~hsssh Az
turned a remarkably wild eye to the on
lockers.
The old gentleman was helplessly
shouting and running to and fro, but /
saw his niece rapidly unknotting from
her waist that heavy scarf of gold which
she had wcrn all day. Then. like a
fash of fire in the sunlight, one end
leaped out at Inc. Well thrown! The
embroidered fringe fell across the
branches and over my wrist. Quick as
thought l had quilted my useless clutch
on the yielding twigs, and with a con-
vulsive leap in the water had got a dou-
BILE turn of the scarf about my wrist.
OF course l went under, but with a
mind fully made up upon two points
that nothing but death should tear me
from my hold upon hat scarf - of
course not!-and that IL ever l was to be-
pulled out alive Tyncker should come
too.
l don't know how long | held my
~breath-an age, | fancy, and then a
rush of fire swept across my vision. l
was gone--it struck me forcibly-a
burning, exhilarating sensation in my
throat. and the sound of a voice speak
ing, as it seemed. many miles away.
The voice drew close to me at a
bound, and opening my eyes l saw
some II stopping over me, brandy flask
In hand and an expression of horror on
his face. That expression instantly van
ished as he caught my gaze.
This one is all right, Kitty; he is
coming round fast. Here, take the flask
and give Tyncker some more brandy!
Cheer up; he will be all right in "a min
ute
Some suspicious sounds in my I'M
mediate neighborhood caused me to turn
my head feebly in the direction whence
they were proceeding, and then l knew
everything.
OF course! We had been in the river
and had been pulled out again! For
there, on his back, ever as | lay ON
mine, lay Mr.. Bob T~yncker. and on her
knees beside him, bending low over his
face. was Miss Kitty Dobson. And the
golden scarf-sadly changed for the
worse-lay midway between us.
One glance was sufficient to assure
me that Mr.. Bob Tyncker was nearly As
tar advanced on the road to recoverv as
was myself, and that Miss KITTY held
a most exalted opinion of his late ex-
piolt. They made a pretty picture.
But the old gentleman face grew
cloudy as he looked at it. He leaned
over me in lrritated silence. brandy
flask i'll hand. and | thought it slime
to speak.
How are you, Dobson:" laid. with
a faint smile. II am afraid You don't
recognize me i'll this draggled condition,
but
why. SO it is" exclaimed the old
gentleman. It's Mildenhall. Why,
how do YOU ON to be down here: |
say, he continued in a sort of stage
whisper, and with a troubled look at
the others, Il am vely glad you have
come. I'm half afraid, rs it is. You are
too late.
Too late for what:' | asked. trying
to sit up and presently succeeding.
"Why. thHt!' h" Whispered testify.
and nodding his head in "A disturbed
way n the direction Of the Young pee
pie. Man, don't you rrcollect that
you wcr" to have tn" first say il that
sort of thing:'
IS" was, l r"jcinrl, "und | Will
speak to Kitty at u5,c.'
"GoDd!' said Mr.. DUlsun. looking
much relieved at my alacrity and call
n, tl. ,-.t,,, 1,,t,- e.. L.. F:.
ty; this gentleman here wants to speak
to you. Mr.. Mild"nhall, Kitty" he
explained yriuIly.
1t Was a very limp hand hat | man
aged to get hold Of and shake az heart
lily as | could.
You see that l have lost no time in
coming down to see you. Kitty. | said,
holding her hand the while. and think
ing it best to plunge at once in medals
res. You reach the age of 30 today,
don't YOU
Yes, sail poor Kitty family, and
trying feebly to get her hand away, but
| still held on. There is something in
a certain will which concerns you and
me. | want to talk to you about it
"Ies:' whispered poor Miss Kitty,
still more family and with another fee
BILE and futile attempt to draw her hand
from mine. Would not some other
time-when you are dry"
No. my dear" | said. Il would
rather do it now. You are a very pref
ty girl and very brave and clever one,
and You have just saved my life with
your scarf, rs | realize very plainly. so
that you will always hold Il very dear
place in my heart.
And so l came to the conclu>ion''-
couldn't help pausing Ii IN to
enjoy her CONSERVATION that [ will
have nothing more To do with YOU or
your hand, however earnestly you may
offer it to me''-letting it go at last. II
reject you entirely and hand you over
to that young villain-whom | hope to
call my friend for the rest of my life
Mr.. Bob T~yncker. "-Tenple Bar.
\ Long sleep.
The longest continuous cataleptic
sleep known to- medical science was re-
ported from Germany III the spring of
1892: h patien;-a Silesian miner
having remained absolutely unconscious