Iowa state bystander. [volume] (Des Moines, Iowa) 1894-1916, 1901-08-09

"Hullo! exclaimed Lyndon. trv,n.
to keep his balance, and successes
with much difficulty. What is ths
matter? You have nearly thrown me,
Anything wrong. eh?''
Don't you see where you are 81
ing?" cried Denzil, angrily and unrra.
ciously, being considerably out !,
breath and temper. Have Won NJ
eyes? Unless you want to be drowned r
Or at all events, wet to the skin. Won
will get away from this place. Can.
you see it marked Dangerously
Never saw it until this very mo-
ment, give you my honor" said Lyn-
don, solemnly gazing at the warning
as though lost in amazement at his
own want Of observation. 81 should
have gone straight on, and in another
moment am awfully obliged to
you, Younge-indeed. more grateful
than can tell you.'
Mildred had been looking on, and
having witnessed the whole scene. had
understood it thoroughly-ha seen
her future lord and master gliding to
his doom, and had half started up to
call out or warn him in some way of
his danger, when Denzil's figure, flash
ing before her eyes, showed her that
he, too, had recognized Lyndon's peril.
and was on his way to tell him of it.
AS Denzil returned from his mission
and cast his eyes upon her, she appear
ed unconscious of everything but the
dainty little pair of skates she was in
the act of christening. He stopped.
Can l help you?" he asked; and
she answered promptly, without lifting
her eyes:
mo, thank you l am quite accus-
toned to do this sort of thing for my
self -whereupon she drew off the
skates, in confirmation of her words,
and Denzil went on to Mabel.
An hour crept by, and then Lady
Caroline, feeling that she had suffered
enough for her friends for that one
day, declared her intention of return
ing without further delay, and forth
with departed, carrying with her Ma
bel, who was anxious to reach home
before the post-hour arrived.
The eldest Miss Deverill was afflicted
with nervousness, and, having been
driven to the lake by Sonny" Suri-
merton-who was in bad temper,
and knew as much about driving as
the man in the moon''-had endured
such agonies on the journey as deter
mined her, whatever came OF 1t, to
drive back in different company. So,
going up to her cousin, Lord Lyndon
who was an undoubted whip she
entreated him as follows:
Promise me- she said, that you
will drive me home"
My dear Margaret" said Lyndon,
"do not ask me to do that. You know
have Mildred under my care
My dear Henry" returned Miss
Deverill, desperately, you must drive
me, or you will have my death to an
swer for. | will not trust myself again
to that harebrained boy, who sulked
the entire way here, and knows moth
ing whatever of driving Indeed, my
nerves are at present in such state
that | can go home with nobody but
you; besides, anybodbeA In see that the
horse is positively dangerous.
+ Lyndon glanced toward the animal
in question, and saw that it was UNI
questionably skittish, displaying an
evident desire to bolt, and seeming to
take particular delight in taxing the
patience OF the small groom who stood
on tiptoe to hold him, after which he
looked once more at his cousins dolor-
Gus countenance and relented.
well, somebody must take care Of
Mildred he said, with hesitation, "and
where is Mildred?"
"She went toward the wood about
half an hour ago-somebody ought to
find her and say that we are on the
move" responded Harvey, from be-
meath horse, where he was hastily
arranging a twisted strap.
Eddie, go and find her. said his
lordship, distractedly.
(To be continued.)