Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1896-12-17

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careful-not to move until he came to
her help-not to lose her head. 1t was
very plain that she had lost it already.
But help which Molly's father had not
looked for was at hand. A slender figure
in black, which he had seen already,
was standing on the stones and holding
out parasol to the frightened girl. Stella
had advanced as far as she could. Molly
clutched the parasol handle so violently
that Stella almost lost her own balance
STEADY" she said Don't jump. Step
over; it is not far. There! You are on
hrmer ground now. Pass me and get to
the bank"
She held Molly's hand until the girl had
passed her, but the unlooked-for aDpari-
ton of her father gave Molly another
fright. She started violently, and drag
ged Stella forward in rather a dangerous
way.
"Takc care! Take care. What arc you
doing?' said the father. He handed her
hastily to the stones near the bank, hold
ing out the other hand at the same time
to Stella. 1t was fortunate that he did
so. For Molly's hasty movement had caus-
ed Stella to slip, and although she did not
quite fall. one Of her feet and part of
her dress went into the water. She chung
desperately to the strong hand that clasp
ed her own, and was carried rather than
led to the safe pathway.
Are you better? You have not hurt
yourse!f?' said the gentleman, still sup
porting Stella with his arm.
'Thank YOU. | am all right: l was not
hurt she answered. Then she looked
at him and he looked ut her. and both
gave the very slightest possible start. He
recognized her rs the girl with golden
hair on board the britannia. and she re-
mcmbercd that John Huntington had
named him to her as Alan Moncrief of
| TorroSmur. The remembrance did more
| than anything toward bringing the color
| back to her lips. She was very white
when he landed her, for her fright had
| been severe.
Mr. Moncrictf raised his hat II can
not express my gratitude to you. mad
ame." he said. in stiff, courteous accents.
through which his real emotion had some
difficulty in manifesting itself. But for
your presence of mind and timely help,
my daughter would scarcely, l fear. have
been rescued from her perlous position"
, II was very glad that | happened to he
so near" said Stella. Il had really little
| to do" She inclined her head slightly and
was about to move away, when Moncrieif
hastily interposed.
Excuse me- he said, "but see that
you are exceedingly wet May | ask if
you have far to go?'
ITO St Ansclm's.'
est. Anselm's? You must not go that
distance in your present state: l cannot
possibly allow it,
You'll come home with us, won't you:"
interposcd Molly, breathlcssly. drying her
tears, and tavoring Stella with gaze of
wide-cyed alteration. 1--WE live very near,
and
Il was about to propose that you should
| avail yourself Of the fact that my house
| Torresmuir.-is tolerahly near" interrupt
cd Mr. Moncrieff. My housekeepcr will
see that your--your things are dry before
you go home. | must beg leave to in
troduce myself" with Il smile that made
his face singularly pleasant. MY name
is Alan Observation-Disclosures of Torres
muir-and this is my madcap daughter
Molly, who deserves a good scolding for
| the freight she has given us. My son
BERTHE" he added, indicating the boy, who
was standing ut Molly's side.
"And my name is Raehurn,' said Stella,
frankly. IL am staying with my aunt at
Mrs. Sinclair's. at st. Anselm's, the
house on the hill.
"You come from Dundee?" said Mon
Grief, inadvertently, and then was angry
with himself for saying it.
YES" she said, rather sadly. II come
| from Dundee"
What an idiot ami" said Alan Mon
| crieff to himself. Il ought not to have
mentioned Dundee to her. All. that was
why she was crying when l saw her on
the hillside: poor girl, she has had enough
to cry for Her eyelids are Redeemed
yet"
The boy and girl had skunk on together
as if glad to be out of their fathers hear
ing. and he took the opportunity of say
| ing quietly:
"Let me tell you, Miss Raeburn, that
| know your name. and that my father
was we'll acquainted with your father in
DAVIS gone by. Every one who knew Mr..
Raeburn esteemed him most highly. |
have never heard a man spoken OF more
warmly. and have always had the great
est respect for him.
The manner in which the words were
| uttered-simple, unaffected, sincere-was
more fiattering to Stella's love for her
| father than even the words themselves.
She tried to thank him. but could only
raise her eyes. swimming in tears. for
moment to his face by way of answer.
Torresmiur was large, Enthusiastically
grand, and of picturesquely different
heights. The gardens We're laid out in
terraces. for the ground was too uneven
for any large level space to be available
for lawn or flower bed. graveled ter