The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-09-25

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hia case. Annie hated worse thau
ever 70 give him up, but then what
was there about viii Harvey 10 make
him rival IN her heart Of Lord
Montmoroncy and Edgar AIhugham.
the heroes Of her iavoFito novelist To
DO sure bis blue eyes grew wonderful
I ~ bright aud 20 soft when ho was
talking 10 her-she put up her hand
again TO tho top Of her pretty head.
Why-wasn't that Tommy coming
along the road2 How naughty Of him
TO 90 so far away when she had only
told him ho might 90 home with the
Tracy children 10 dinner. Tommy
was her owu beloved little brother,
and IL was very hard for her not to be
partial" TO him in school.
If suppose ought to punish him, q"
she thought, woeiully, smiling, too,
as she looked at tho little man trudg-
ing along far off upon the dusty road.
Then her heart stood still; a great
cloud Of dust sprang mp in front Of
the Harvey house and with it came
into sight q pair Of runaway horses
dragging the remains Of wagon
behind them. In an instant they
would be on Tommy, aud Tommy, such
little fellow, turned and then stopped,
too terrified to move; but some one
else moved, sprung over the fence Of
the wheat field and threw himself in
front Of those terrible horses, caught
them, struggled; then away they
broke again, throwing Will down.
She saw it was be, and Tommy
Tommy was sitting triumphantly on
the fence watching them go by. It
was Annie's turn to lose the power OF
motion. Was Will dead She had
given one gasping cry as he fell, but
now she clasped her hands and strained
her eyes in silence; she only began to
cry as Will, after few seconds, slow
ly picked himself up and limped back
TO the house.
There was small chance to question
!
the breathless Tommy when he APP
peared, for he was "tardy," and il
seemed he knew nothing about his
protector any way. But Will did not
come back to his blowing. Annie
watched for him all afternoon, and
the children had an easy time. But
after they were gone-yes, there he
was coming down the hill, one arm in
a sling.
"What is it, Annie?' That was all
he said, as he stood pale and firm il
the doorway. Aunie started toward
him.
"Iell me, she said, ''is it broken
have you had a doctor?"
Don't torment me; never mind, til
nothing. What is my answer? Oh
Annie, what is my answer?"
Annie only looked at him, but sucl
a light, such simmer OF tremulou,
feeling flooded her face that the mar
moved toward her and with one arm
that could still obey his will foldeC
her against his breast She lifted he
eyes to him and he kissed her.
"Why didn't you tell me you save,
Tommy's life?" she whispered, afte
a time.
, 81 had other things to think about.
But didn't you know that woul
) make me love you?"
"Love me? l knew you'd be CRATE
. ful, but didn't want you to take m
p out OF gratitude; you do love me
s don't you?
I "You are just like man and 20
0 don't understand anything. love
I you when I saw you catch thos
u horses, and more now because 20
v didn't tell me about it. You are
r hero and you don't even know it" an
, Annie laughed and rubbed her litt
e head against his shoulder.
h viii looked puzzled.
st eff you love me, it's all right, /
said, his face clearing; "but 1 don
see what a little thing like that has
do with it. Chicago Record.
! Our GrandmOther's Remedies.