The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-07-28
ing turned aside from her way to the

ing turned aside from her way to tn
barn.
This field was the one separated from
the Manchester farm by the disputes
hedge. Seth Lloyd glanced com
placently at the neatly trimmed shrubs
Looks pretty wall in spite of Dicl
Manchester's gruAbling. I'll shov
him-hey, there. Topsy! Whoa
Whoa, 1 say!"
A flock Of his OWL turkeys had takel
refuge under the barberry hedge. Tn
patriarch OF the fcck, a huge bronz'
gobbler, advanced in front of the horse
his wings spread aAd his shrill yoic'
raised.
Topsy SHE'D. This angry voice OF he
master and the jerk OF the lines addet
to her excitement. A moment lateI
she was running wildly across the field
with Seth Lloyd vatnly pulling at the
reins and shouting tor help.
The old man wab sorely frightened
Directly at the foot of the hill which
Topsy was descending at breakneck
speed was narrov gully in which
stones and refuse had been thrown.
There the cart wo lid be overturned.
Certain death awaised him unless the
horse was stopped.
She was stopped. A man leaped
over the hedge, ST. ong hands caught
Topsy's bits, and John Manchester's
voice bade Mr.. Loy4 dismount.
He did so, catchin his foot and fall.
ing headlong. By Che time he had re.
gained his feet the men who had been
working in the fed with John had
reached the spot. One of these held
the horse by the head, the rest were
gathered about figure which lay
prone upon the ground.
"Eh, what's the matter?" Mr.. Lloyd
asked, making his way forward.
THAT brute Of = horse has about
killed john" one IT the men said.
Ellis arm is broken. besides that hurt
on his head, and l don't know what
else"
John Manchester opened his eyes,
and supported by one OF his compan-
ions, struggled to a sitting posture.
Although suffering severe pain, he
smiled family when he met the gaze
of Seth Lloyd.
Hope you'll excuse my trespassing," i
he said, in hoarss voice. Il really !
forgot under the excitement of the
moment that you had forbidden my
coming on your pre- Misses"
The words died away on his lips, and
he sank back, pale and speeches.. Seth
Loyd's wrinkled face worked piteously
as he turned to the group of men.
HE hain't dead, il he? Cause If he
Is, twas me and tNe barberry hedge
that killed him" +
1t was late the n ext morning when
John Manchester woke from troubled
sleep. The doctor lad pronounced his
injuries serious, but not dangerous.
Some one was sitting close by his bed,
and he slowly turned his aching head
to see who it was. ,
How are you feeling, dear?" and
Patty bent over the pillow.
you here, Pattyi Oh, my darling
what does it means! ,
Hush, you are no. to talk. Papa sent ,
me here to help take care of you. It's
all right, John. He he said," and the
face dropI ed low, that you ,
must get we'll enol gh for wedding
on Christmas. That isn't all. See, ..
john" and she dared to the window
and raised the shade.
The barberry htdge was in plain
sight. John saw the teams and hired
men Of Mr.. Lloyd hard at work pulling :.
up the shrubs by this roots.
Papa said to tell you and your faith. .
sr that the barber'y hedge and the
.rouble 1t made w.re things of the :
past" Patty said, slipping her soft :,
land into that Of he, lover.