Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1896-06-15

passed. She wavered, the wheel
wobbled as if she were going to alight,
but she Strengthened up and disap-
peared over the crest of the hill.
His despair was complete. He didn't
cnre if he had ruined his wheel or shat
tered his anatomy. His heart, how
ever, was the only part of him that
was injured, and it was rapidly sink
ing cut of its normalpo position. He had
certainly been mistaken. She didn't
care for him. EIe hadn't had such n
fall in his life, and yet she had left
him there to die-for all she knew. OF
course he had intended to fall, but the
next time he fell to attract the atten-
tion of heartless girl, he would do it
on bed of moss rather than on the
side of chestnut log and tho rough
edge of gravel road. Without look
ing to see how much he had damaged
himself, smarting inwardly and out
wardly, he sat down on the log, buried
his face in his hands and felt utterly
miserable. He was beginning to hate
himself, Florence, her aunt and the
whole world, when suddenly he felt
light hand on his shoulder.
ooh, Fred, are you really hurt? 1
saw that you really intended to take
that tumble, but it was horrid of me
to go along without asking il you were
hurt-when 1 knew you had done it
forssmy sake"
The humor of taking n header for
anyone's sake did not appeal to either
of them just them.
"Are you hurt?"
1t was his chance to sulk, and what
man can resist sulking when he has tho
most charming girl in the world to
coax him into good humor?
"Speak 10 me, Fred. You are not
hurt, are you? o, you must be! Your
jacket and-and knickerbockers are
torn, and you must be. Shall I get
you some water from tho spring? o,
do speak Look up at mel"
She pulled his hands from his face,
and as he looked up, he saw that there
were tears in her eyes. Just then
Florence gave little scream.
so, Fred, there is Auntie coming
over the hill! !"
That was all The tonic he needed.
Seizing her hands, he exclaimed hur.
riedly:
FLORENCE, you know why 1 wanted
to be alone with you. l love you
have loved you for months And now
that am going away l want to know
if there is any hope for me. Will you
be my wife?"
She looked down the road at tho ap-
preaching Nemesis.
"Will you be my wife? I know
don't deserve you, but [ will work;
will work. Some day you may love
me little"
She blushed, then glanced at the
figure coasting down the hill.
eyes, Fredl Yesl O, do let us
hurry away. Aunt will be here in d
minute or two."
"Then you do love mel"
A moment later she was folded in
his arms. What tho sun saw and the
chape1 one suspected need not be de-
scribed.
A moment later they were wheeling
along side by side, utterly oblivious
of everything on earth but each other.
When they reached the casino the rest
of the party had ordered their refresh
ments, and wero piling up n goodly
bill for the loser-who was so infinitely
winner. He explained his loss by
the tumble he had taken, and praised
Florence for her kindness in waiting
for him. When the chaperone arrived,
Florence's absent and high
color and Fred's elation told her all.
Not buttermilk, nor ice-cream, nor all
the soda syrups of the world, could
medicine her to that sweet peace of
mind she had enjoyed before Fred had
appeared on the scene. Ii she were
not SO far from home she would prob
ably have indulged in fit of cultured
Mysteries; but she consoled herself
with the thought that match breaking
is almostas enjoyable sport as match
making.
Fred and Florence are not married.
yet, and much is being done to worry
them; but the reader may rest assured
that it will not be long before youth
SO resourceful will win the success that
will enable him to come East and
claim his bride. New York Truth.
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Gold From Sea Water.
Again they are talking of extracting
gold from sea water. The Electrical