The suburban citizen., 1900-06-23

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ment to tie him securely into strong
roEe, to arm him with a shovel, and
to lower him into the cavity.
Stanley felt thrill of self-approval
as he caught last glimpse of the
ring Of admiring faces bending to
watch him-Jack Kemble's among
| them.
The little group waited breathlessly.
Up from the depths there came the
sound of rapid shoveling.
Five minutes passed-ten. Still
the sound could be heard, accom-.
panied, at last, by Stanley's exhausted
gasps.
Mr.. Decker peered down into the
darkness anxiously. There was dead
silence.
"Ihe ropes ierking" said Molly,
family.
A dozen hands seized it, and pulled
eagerly.
"Thar they bel" said Mr.. Decker,
breaking a painful silence.
Yes, there they were. But not pre-.
cisely as the waiting group had ex.
peCJeu 10 see bnem.
Cullen Berry, with his bare head and
his blue woolen shirt plentifully be.
sprinkled with dirt, but otherwise un.
harmed, was olinging firmly to the
rope, bearing in his arms the uncon-
scious form of the city boarder
"It was leetle too much for him, >
he remarked, calmly, laying his bur.
den down and addressing the specta-
tors. 'It was a pretty tough job,
come to think ont; reckon was as
much as three foot under"
ooh, Cullenp cried Molly, with
shudder.
Aud the spectators ex claimed in
unison.
Mr.. Decker, aided by Jack Kemble,
lifted Stanley's unconscious form and
bore it into the house.
"He's comm to, said Mr.. Decker,
as they laid him down on the sitting
room sofa.
Stanley opened his eyes weakly,
conscious of an unpleasant lameness
and exhaustion.
"Wal, walW said Mr.. Decker,
heartily. "Feelin' better?"
Stanley tried to smile carelessly.
"You done plucky thing, young
mani" said Mr.. Decker, emphatically.
"And we're all mighty grateful.
Molly, now-Molly won't know how
to thank you strong enough,
"Molly?" said Stanley, tenderly;
while Jack patted his head in con-
gratulatory triumph.
eyes; Molly'd been clean distracted
if anything'd happened to Cullen.
Mebbe I hadn't mentioned it--but
they're expectin' to git married next
spring"
Stanley sat up suddenly, with con-
sternation in every line of his pale
face; and Jack Kemble uttered an
ejaculation.
eyes" said Mr.. Decker, serenely-
"next spring. Didn't know but I'd
told you. 1 shall give up the farm to
Cullen" Mr.. Decker went on. "I'm
gittin' pretty old myself; and he's
jest as good a manager as be.
Mighty sharp, Cullen is. 1t was his
lNbbs uOW-bllS Alb DublutSbs
"Oil?" said Stanley, family.
"We hain't give it out yit," said
Mr. Decker, conhdentially, "Dut that
thar well ain't we'll no more'n be.
We're diggin' for lie. You see, I've
alters sort Of suspe cted, from the
looks of things, that thar was lie on
the place; and the minute Cullen
clapped eyes onto it--Oullen lived out
in the lie district for a spell-he says,
says Cullen"
But the city boarders did not seem
interested. The occupant of the sofa
had lain down weakly, and turned
away in apparent exhaustion; and
Jack Kemble had disappeared through
the door.
II was six months later that Stanley
Carson, hurrying along downtown
street to his work one morning, came
face to face with a smiling young
couple, strolling along arm.in- arm, in
an obvious state Of happiness.
"Wal, nowl don't mean to say you
didn't know us?" said Cullen Berry,
warmly, seizing Stanley by the lapel
of his coat "Wal, 1 shouldn't a
thought you'd forgot me Molly, you
hain't forgot Mr.. Carson-him that
dug me out o. that thar lie hoIe2
We've jest been gittin' married, Mr..
Carson"
Molly gave him blushing glance.
"We struck it, Mr.. Carson" Cullen
pursued, exultantly. "We're doin'
splendid at it. If you'd come out
thar ag'ln you wouldn't know the
place-what with the lie machines in
the backyard, and the new house,
aud all the new fxin's-eh, Molly?
You must come out and visit us, Mr..
Carson. allus have felt as though l
owed you somethin' for that thar good
turn you done me.
But Stanley had raised his hat with
cold smile, and was rapidly disap.
pearing. Saturday Night.
An Historic Remark.
"Now, boys" said the teacher to
the juvenile class in history, "who