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would talk to him that way. He
thought he could talk that way to her
if he dared. Then her voice would
break in again.
Sweetheart, won't you be good?
Whoa, who-o-o-a, who-o-o-o-a, dar-
ling, be good, won't you? Oh, don't
do that! That's it, my precious-that's
good boy"
Finally, when she did turn to him,
Chalmers face was very serious.
Helen, do you really love me?" he
said
Love you? Why, of course I love
you-more than the whole world.
What a question! What is the mat
ter?"
II don't know: but I must say I
believe you don't love me as much as
you love Danger" persisted Chalmers.
do you know what you are saying,
| Jack?" exclaimed Miss Bangs.
Il think do" replied Chalmers, dog
| gedly. Somehow you are different
with Danger than with me. am silly,
I know. but 1 get fearfully jealous
| sometimes !"
| Miss Bangs turned squarely and look
| ed at him with a serious face.
81 have thought of that" she said.
II fear I am failure as a fiancee-
that is, from your viewpoint. No, there
is no use in your saying anything, Jack
| you know it is so. Yet 1 can under
stand how you feel. / suppose we don't
meet on all things" she continued rap
idly, as though anxious to get the
thought from her mind. You don't
understand; I was brought up with
| horses; they have been great part OF
my life; and you-you are absolutely
afraid Of them"
II was afraid you were going to say
that, sweetheart"
But" persisted Miss Bangs, as
though she had not heard him; "I do
love you. even If we don't meet in all
| things. Horses are not the whole
world. We do have so many things
In common, you know-you do know
that, don't you, Jack?"
But Chalmers had great deal of
Pride. and it hurt him that he should
| play. what he considered, second fid-
| die to horse. So he looked straight
ahead. grimly silent. Miss Bangs was
| full of pride, too, and this was bad for
both of them.
Very weIl," she said coldly.
1t had come to be a most unpleasant
| drive now. Miss Bangs gave her en-
tire attention to the pony, and Chal-
mers continued to gaze gloAmily at the
distant hills.
Down towards the river road they
went, and soon the little shimmering
stream, dotted with canoes, and the
| pleasant meadows on either side, came
in view. Chalmers wondered what had
| happened to make 1t all seem so COM
monplace. He was dying to say some
thing, but he did not wish to appear
| foolish, and her mouth was apparent
ly sealed to him forever.
Both were very much engrossed in
| their own thoughts. So much so that
| thew did NOT 81 n
at the sharp turn which the river road
made into the main road motioning
| franttcally for them to pull up. Then
| he shouted, but when Miss Bangs
| looked up the pony had already
swerved out for the turn. She took
| the situation in at a glance, and heI
faced blanched as she threw all her
strength in a desperate wrench at the
| reins. They were half turned in the
middle of the main road, and the team
| of runaway horses, attached to a
heavy express wagon, were coming
| squarely at them. There was no one
in the seat; the horses tongues We're
| hanging out, and the cumbersome
wagon swayed like a ship in a sea-
way. In a second it would be or
them. The pony, sulking at the sud
den pull at the bit in his tender mouth
| was turning too slowly, and Miss
Bangs lashed him with the whip.
Chalmers mind worked like light.
ming. In the time 1t takes the fash
to leap across the sky he had con.
sidered and dismissed the chances o
seizing the girl and jumping from thu
cart, or of throwing her out and taking
his chances. But they were shut il
by the trap-like seat. Suddenly hi
stood UP and snatched the whip from
her hands. The great wagon pole anC
the plunging horses were within few
feet Of them. Leaning far out Chal-
mers raised the whip and dashed the
approaching horses across their face;
with the fury of a mailman. Slash
slash, slash, the whip cut the air anC
fell against their faces like a rain o.
hail. 1t was a forlorn hope, but thu
only hope. The maddened team swerveC
under the cutting shower, and the
wagon swept past with not an eight
Of an inch to spare.
Chalmers sunk back in his seat, and
Selling the reins from his companion's
nerveless hands drove silently home
Once the pony tried to bolt, and Chal
mers, with the venom of all his day.
of sufferings, nearly pulled him int.
the cart. Miss Bangs noticed that.
That evening, have dressed for din
ner, Chalmers stood in the library alb
sently lingering a pile of books. Tn,
door opened, and he turned just al
Miss Bangs threw her arms around hi!
neck with low cry. He drew he
close and she rested her head agains
his heart. Suddenly she drew bacl
and looked him full in the eyes anC
smiled.
MY sweetheart" she said.
-S-o-S
Mamma, you oughtn't to have