Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1902-10-29

In a blue yachting suit.
The finest setting for these two lev
els was the blue waters Of the bty
with the purple hills beyond. Yo'
should have seen them in the eano'
skimming the waves. She among "a.
eushiona, deep in dreams. while he
carelefsly watchful Of wind and weath.
er. pictured to himself a future with
her.
But Nemesis, riding hard, was clos,
behind Mr.. Hathaway.
They were walking one day and
spoke Of the revolution. my grand
fathers mother stood on balcony 81
Philadelphia when the American
troops entered" he said. "she waved
q welcome to them"
"The old COntinentalE In their ragged
regimentals," Dorothy quoted. ~My
g%randfather's father was one Of them
perhaps she waved TO him." the
young man said. Suppose they had
met and loved and married. You and
I would have been brother and sis
ter"
This statement was open 20 eriti-
eism, but the subject seemed to lead up
TO something the little lady was not
ready for, and she suddenly discovered
that she wanted to drive. Mr.. Hatha-
way started TO get q carriage. Some
thing in his manner impelled her ia
ask II he could drive. He confessed
that he could not
"To tell the truth, I know less about
driving than a COW knows about set
ting up a Epinnaker," he said. II don't
even know what they call the port
side Of a horsei I viii take a driver"
With a slightly heightened color
Miss Dorothy explained, that she
could drive and detested a driver at
summer resorts.
But when they were seated in the
"run about" she relented and gave
him the reins, saying: Il will teach
you TO drive, as you taught me to
sail"
Half a mile brought them to a turn
in the road, the horse trotting Sc
dately. Mr.. Hathaway was
well have to come about there"
he said. "How do you do it?"
She showed him, and, bracing his
feet as they came to the turn, he
said:
LET go the weather sheet!" and
dropped one rein. Haul in the lee
Sheet"
mo, no." she cried. Don't pull
with both hands!"
"What shall / make this line fast
TOP" lie hauled it taut and gave it q
couple of half bitches around his
foot. The horse stopped, looking
around reproachfully.
"She's in stays!" Mr.. Hathaway
cried. "Shem never make it. Throw
her head over to port!"
Miss Dorothy took the reins and
started the horse. Mr.. Hathaway
drew a long breath. That was a
good maneuyer," he said, looking
back at the turn. but 1 would feel
better if we had an anchor aboard"
He was not a good pupil. He pulled
the reins as he would halyards, and
after learning the use of the whip
kept it going on the smallest provo
cation. Half an hour gave Dorothy
enough of it, and three-quarters gave
the horse too much. Nearing home
he dropped his head, burst the check
rein, and ran furiously.
Hathaway threw his whole weight
on the reins and they snapped.
The horse had some speed, and,
with earl laid back and long head
stretched we'll out, ran at a great
clip. The runabout swayed from side
to side dangerously. Dorothy, look
ing coldly at Hathaway, saw that he
badly frightened.
"Shen go ashore in a minute" he
gasped. Wen be ground to powder"
and he began crawling I'VE the back
of the seat.
"In drop over the 'stern and help
you," he cried.
She heard his feet on the road, and
then knew he had let go of the rum
Then the horse turned down
a narrow lane, and Dorothy closed
her eyes.
Suddenly a man sprang owe a fence
and threw himself recklessly at the
horses head. Dorothy saw a strong
hand on the bit, a red face,~ large
flashing black eyes, and a body that
was high in the air at one moment
and the next under the horses feet.
Then the race ended-and she was lift
ed from the runabout and hurried in
to a hospitable house.
The canoe man vanished, but the
hero Of the runabout called on Dor
othy that evening. He was a fresh
faced young man, who blushed when
she gave him her hands.
"Your action was nobel" she cried.
1T was magnificent"