Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1901-04-20
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able, and picked up his cap.
He paused for want of breath, his
eyes flashing. his nostrils dilatlng-with
calm contempt, it is to be supposed.
mo, my dear Dolly. dare say you
will be expecting me to come and apol-
ogize, and implore you to come out on
the river with me, but you'll have to
send for me first
With which noble display OF indie.
pendence Robert Jameson flung out OF
his room and down to the river, met
aphorically patting himself on the way,
and all the time dreading the blank In
his life which he would feel as soon as
his rage should cool down.
Dolly Parsons put on her prettiest
white frock end n picturesque sun hat.
"1f Mr.. Jameson calls, tell him am
out" she said to the maid. II am going
on the river.
She told herself this last pi,ve of in
formation was for the benefit Of the
servant, in case she required to know.
"When he comes and finds me gone
he will be furious. I will take my
canoe and stay out till quite late. Id
love to frighten him thoroughly"
Miss Parsons bright, brown eyes
flashed a little. A faint flush appeared
on her pretty checklist was flush OF
anger, but 1t was eminently becoming.
She lookct. maddenlngly pretty as she
sat In her canoe and padded away up.
az IL
and the river was looking Its best; but
Dolly Parsons eyes were not filed with
appreciation Of the beauty around her.
She repeated to herself again ana again
the horrid things Bob had said.
"No. she would not forgive him for a
long time; 1t would not do: the circum.
stances were too aggravated. He would
be coming back expecting her to forgive
cverything-some girls must be SO silly,
but he would lind she was made of diff
ferent stuff"
And NIL the time she knew that she
dared not let her anger cool. for hor-
rid, absorbing pain would I'LL her heart
at once. and a wrctched feeling Of lone
Illness and depression, and she hated to
be unhappy.
She padded on and on, until the other
boats were all left behind. She was
very tired, but she would not stop. Her
mind was made up on one point; she
would frlghten Bob Jameson into an
appreciation of her worth.
1t was almost twilight when she
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have suddenly become lonely and de-
pressing; the sun had gone down and
chill wind had sprung up. Dolly pad.
died fast and splashed the water over
her pretty frock, and grew cross and
miserable. She had quite expected Bob
would have followed her to make Il
up" she had decided how long she
would keep him In suspense, and how,
at last, to forgive him.
A clock In the distance struck Z. Dolly
padded faster and faster, though she
was SO tired she hardly knew how to 90
on. She looked anXiously along, when
swiftly around the bend she had Just
cleared shot another boat, close In her
wake. 1t came SO swiftly 1t was almost
on her before the sound of the oars
made her glance up; 1t came so close
that her cry to look ahead" came too
late.
She screamed with alarm and missed
her stroke. The man In the other boat
looked around with annoyance written
on every feature, and then before he
could back water, the impetus Of his
last stroke brought the nose Of his boat
with crash into the stern Of her canoe,
which filed and sank instantly.
Bob! Bob! Bob! Help!" But before
the cry was past her liIs Dolly had gone
under.
Great Scott! It's DOllyv'
In second Bob had sprung into the
water after her. A stupetied face rose
above the surface and two hands strug-
Cling wildly to clutch something; then
she sank again. In desperation Bob
made q wild plunge down, and this time
caught bit of her sleeve. 1t was bare
ly enough to support her by, but having
got a hold he made the most of 1t and
managed to keep her up until he could
grasp her firmly, then by degrees nd
drew her to the bank, and In time man.
aged to lift her into his boat, which for
tunately had drifted to the bank. She
was conscious again by that time, and
he laid her In the boat and wrapped his
coat about her. She was not really
hurt, only overcome with the shock and
WEAKNESS; but she looked very pit
eous and forlOrn little creature as she
lay shlvering In the bow while bob
pulled as quickly as he could to the
boathOuse. In spite, though OF her
plight, her spoiled clothes and general
discomfort, she did not feel rs depress-
ed as she had been before the plunge,
nor did the world seem SO utterly de-
void Of happiness.
"BOb," she said, after silently watch
Ing him for some moments. "BOb-why
were you up the river so late?"
"Why We're your" answered Bob, not
without embarrassment.
"Will you tell me II tell you?"
''Yes," he said, his color frightening,
''Well. I was angry with you, and I
Tented to-frighten you.".