The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1896-09-22
EVANSVILLE, W. VA, TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER p, 1896 WHO

Mp before Mr.. Meredith, AMI OWE Bob
right, oh, no.
Suddenly she gave a cry, something
between Il gasp and scream. "Oh,
look-in front of us-see that drove
of cows!"
They won't hurt you," said Mr..
Meredith, IN superio; way. "Come
on"
But my wheel 1T always-always
SHES at cows gnsped poor Bessie
Mr.. Meredith's lip curled. 81 real.
ly can't face those cows" said Bessie
again, between gasps. 'Lelia come
aLd ride In front-then you and Mr..
Meredith can run into them first %
gladly slowed up in pursuance Of
this idea, for Bessie was too tired to
have the slightest control over me,
and dropped behind with Bob.
Bessie, you are tired to death, " he
exclaimed injudiciously.
I'm not replied Bessie, furious
at once. "But I'm afraid OF those
COWS wait till you see how this wheel
SHES -
keep it pointed straight and be
lieve it will go by all right" seid Bob
soothingly. "Let us get off ana rest,
L am as tired as"
"No. won't get Off; I'm no: bit
tired"
Take the centre of the road them"
sad Bob, rs we neared the meek
looking cows. They can't hurt you,
I'm on their side; don't go up on that
path or you'll get a puncture sure"
That gave me an idea. Bessie was
tired out and too proud to own it.
She would certainly fall off if she did
not get down in n few minutes.
puncture would he an excellent excuse
for resting. Then, again, she had
said twice that 1 SHE'D at COWS well,
would make her words true.
Without further hesitation I ran
down little incline in the road and
made for the by path Bob had warned
MS OF.
Crunch, crunch, binl a slivery
feeling along my tire, an agonizing
cry from Bessie. ooh, Bob Bob!
Look; l told you'll"
In moment Bob was beside us AMI
had lifted her to tho ground
Your tire is punctured," he sad
briefly. "Wait n minute, let me think
what to do"
| felt n personal interest in tho
affair, so let my breath go out rs slow
iy rs possible, until at length Bob
said 81 have It'll" and pulling out
his knife he ripped punrturo in his
own tire that put mine to shame.
Then he shouted to Meredith and Miss
Grey, who came flying back.
"What is the matter 2" they cried.
"We both got in n bad bit here"
said Bob, "and have punctures in con-
sequence. Will you two ride on to
Cabin John and send something after
us?"
eyes. ] guess we had better so on.
No use OF our losing the ride, You
know" said Mr.. Meredith, but Miss
Grey would not agree to that, so they
finally decided to ride back to Bessie's
homo and send the carriage after her.
And then of they went, end Bessie,
who was utterly exhausted. began to
cry little. and Bob found cooling
place under the trees and was trying
to comfort her, much to my interest,
when | suddenly discovered that was
slipping from where Bessie had inse-
curely stood me mp beside tree.
Down, down | went, until seeing q
nice, soft spot | fell over on my side
and lay there contentelly for about
an hour.
l WAS aroused by Bob's voice hGiling
n farmer driving by in a wagon. After
some talk the farmer agreed 10 take
them in town.
"Why, where is your whocl?'
heard Bob say.
isn't it against that big tree? ]
put it there about ten minutes ago."
said Bessie, and her voice sounded
strangely happy. Then Bob went
looking round until he found me, and
having asccrtnined that beyond the
debated tire [ had no injuries, he
packed me with his own wheel in the
cart and then he and Bessie climbed in
by us.
AS we drove slowly toward town
heard Bob say in low voice
1--WE will have t. get jendem, now,
Bessie, dear, and she answered:
eyes, Bob, but do you know like
this wheel of mine and want to keep it
always even-with n smile-if it does
shy at cows"
And Bob laughed happily aud sail,
eve will always keep it and it shall
have brand new tire to morrow"
GLOW about your own?" asked
Bessie, with a twinkle In her eye
''AIine shall have n new tire, too"
said Bob. 81 feel like giving presents
to everything and everybody, l am so
perfectly happy, Bess."
Then in the early twilight OF sum.
mer's evening we all drove into Wash
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