Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1894-06-16


Z duubl" turn of the scarf about my
wrist
OF course went under brr r'th y
mind fully made up upon twr - mis-
that nothin" hut death should :"u M"
from my hold upon that 'art- f
curse not. and that if ever WIS To
tr pulled out alive, Tynckcr should
cOElc too.
don't know how long | held my
.rcHtli-an age. | fancy, and then II
lnSh of fire swept across my vision.
II was gunc-it struck me forcibly-1
burning. cNhilarating sen ;ation in my
throat. and the sound of Il voice speak
as ii seemed. many miles away.
The voice drew close to me at Il
bound. and opening my eyes I saw
some one STOPPING over me. brandy
flask in hand and an expression of
horror on his face. That expression
instantly vanished as he caught my
gaze.
This one is all right. Kitty: he is
coming round fast. Here. take the
flask and give Tynckrr some more
brandy. Cheer up; he will be all right
in Il minute"
Some suspicious sounds in my I'M
mediate ncighborhOod caused me To
turn my head fcrbly in the direction
whence they We're proceeding. and
then | knew everything
or course. We had been in the
river and had been pulled out again
For there on his back. even as | lay
on mine. lay Mr. Bob Tynckcr. and on
her knees beside him. bending low
over his face. was Miss Kitty Dob
son. And the golden Scarf-Sadly
changed for the worsc-lay midway
between us
One glance was sufficient to assure
me that Mr.. Bob Tynckcr was nearly
aS far advanced on the road 10 rrcov
cry as | was myself. and that Miss
KITTY held Il most exalted opinion of
his late exploit. They made Il pretty
picture.
But the old gcntlcman's face grew
cloudy us he looked at it. He leaned
over me in irritHtcd silence brandy
flask in hand. and thought it was
time to speak.
How are you. DobSon:" | said. with
Il faint smile. Il am afraid you don't
recognize me in this draggled condi
ton. but"
"Why. So it iS!'' exclaimed the old
Z ntlrm:n. IT'S Mldcnhall, Why
how do YOU come to be down here:
say" h" continued in il sort of stage
whisper. Il am very glad you have
come. I'm half afraid as ii is. you
are tGo late"
Zoo late for what" | asked. trying
To sit up and presently succeeding.
"Why. that" he whispered testify
and notldng his head in Il disturbed
way in the direction of the young pco-
Pile. MAN. don't you rccol.cct that
you We're To have the first say in that
sort of thing
so waS.' | rrinincd. land will
speak t" Kitty at once.
"Good." said Mr.. DobSon. looking
much relieved at my alacrity. and call
ing the young lady ''cumr here
Kitty: this gentleman here wants to
speak to YOU Mr. MildrnhalI kitty,'
he explained grimly.
1t waS Il very limp hand that | man
aged to get hold of and shake as heart
lily lis | could.
You see that | have lost no time in
coming down to see You. Kitty" | sad
holding her hand the while. and think
ing it best to plunge at once in mrliaS
res. You reach the age of twenty to-
day. don't you:'
trying fcchly to get her hand away
but still held on. "'rhrrt, is some
thing in Il certain will which concerns
you and me. want to talk to you
about it,"
Yes" whispered poor Miss Kitty.
still, more family and with another
feeble and futile attempt To draw her
hand from mine. Would not some
other timr--whrn You are dry:'
No, my dear | said Il would
rather do it now. You are IL very
pretty girl and a brave and clever one
and YOU have just saved my life with
your scarf as | realize very plainly
so You will always hold IL very dear
place in my heart.
And SO | came to the concluSion'
! couldn't help pauSing Il moment
to enjoy her countcnancc-"th will
have nothing more to do with YOU or
your hand. however earnestly YOU
may offer ii to me"-lcttng ii 90 at
last Il reject YOU entirely and hand
You over to that young villain-whom
hope TO call my friend for the rest
OF my lifc--Mr. Bob Tynckcr "-Tcm-
pc Bar.