The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1897-04-22

Iudl LINT, he cdlltu CncerIully
Just Sit quiet, and II give you pull
on to diy land. The thing wouldn t
make such bad boat if il hadn wheels
and had sid.s and would feat And he
gave the tilburya strong witch toy. .rd
shore rs she gathered herself together
and tutteled II her feet.
Don't Go that, she cried. Pm
killed as it - and it shakes SOL"
Tho young fcllcr knowcd, didn t
h. hid Sata, disseminating his jerks
/ upon tha ea4la@e
con. ". / suppose so. Where did he
live? P.ease take me To rs place right
away. hive no other friends anywhere
/ about here, and my arm hurts me aw-
fully. And III spite of her set lips she
/ began to weep.
Don terY, said Sam sympathetical-
] ~. There's nut water i'll this here lit
= tic stream sense the rain anyhow. Hold
on IA minnit and I'll fiji Yea out as fine
j as new fddle And, Selling a plank,
he extended il to her from the edge Of
j the bank and pulled, tuEged, splashed
and dipped her out with It.
Your queer buggy or whatever
! be, viii have to wait there till | git
some of the boys to give me a lift wi h
it, Can you walk" And he eyed his
i charge anXiously. " Cause if you can
III gallant you to Aunt Jerushas. "
Aunt Jerusha 81
Eyes. That where he stops. It's just
next door to us and twas her that came
trottin in and told us bout you seud-
din Ly like all possessed and no hosses.
i So | grabbed my hat and came runnin
/ up to see the show, but | dion plan foi
no such grand one as this. How you
gettin ON? Can you walk
Il will try to, she said, stepping of
very slowly and catching at his arm for
support. You don t mind allowing me
your arm for little way
i ooh, no-that IS And he Coughed
violently as he stittly projected his ell
bow. I've gallantcd girls before. -
i They made an odd pair for the village
ROAD, She. a draggled, dripping tailor
gowned girl he, a cherry checked Seed
] vile swain, Wriggling with surplus at
tempts TO be gallant and to nobly do his
duty, yet growing still more cherry
i checked and wrigglesome as they camt
within reach of the village windows.
"There be Aunt Jerusha ; right oyel
there, " he said She'll give you camp
fire or catnip or whatever it is you want
j I'll haf to 20 back and git my coat
Seems | forgot it. " And dropping hen
from his arm he vanished around the
/ barn, leaving her deserted opposite the
brass knocker on Mrs. Spearmint's side
door
Miss Waterloo slowly crossed the by
street to the side door, and, much dazed
with the shock, pain and embarrassment
of her condition, she raised the knockel
and let it fail with a tap that brought
Mrs Spcarmint to the door as If she haC
! been waiting for it.
"Aunt Jerusha, " said Miss WaterloA
for want of more formal name, is
does-Mr Villas Stanfield live here?"
i He do at present, but he's just gone
up and banged hisself into what he CALI
his study. "
May | see him moment-that is
/ think you'll have to take me i'll. Ivt
/ had an accident. / fell through thu
/ bridge andn-
Land er Goshenl You don't say so
WAL, now, come right in this minnit
I'm awful glad to see you, and so he /
be no doubt. Hurt, did you say? Poo
thing, and you're all sorter damp II
! lend you my wrapper while you dry off
/ Mebbe I'd better git DOCTOR"
IF somebody would send Telegram