The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-01-12
THEIR WATER CURE
By CYRUS DER1cKsoN

= sand don't care what my brother or
any one else says" replied Cynthia as she
tenderly pressed the widower's hand.
you are dear, good man, and I know
we shall be as happy as two doves. Why
should any one make it their business
to interfere?"
They did care, however. and 1t was a
week or two before they found way out
Of the difficulty. All old maids are ro- .
mantle and all WidoWers are ready to
do silly things When Cynthia finally pro-
posed sort Of elopement. Farmer White
thought it lust the thing. They would
take a boat and row down the ROCKY river
to Fairfax mad be married, and after three
| or four days would return home and tell
people to make the most OF II.
| The details Of the romance were care
fully planned, and one afternoon the 10Y
ers went sailing down the raging ROCKY.
There was no trouble about the boat.
the river or the scenery for the nrst TWO
miles, The widoWer roWed ana the oio
maid sat up like ramrod and JOY was in
their hearts. 1t was when the heart OF
the Widower dubbed over with happiness
and he ceased rowing for a moment to
reach out and press Cynthia's hand, that
the boat ran over a jagged stone and rip
ped out whole plank. AS the water
poured in the lovers poured out. The ro-
nance Of it vanished like the smoke Of q
| fire cracker in a hurricane. You can't
get sopping wet and stand on a sand-bar
| in the middle of river, with the chiils
| chasing each other up and down your back
and your feet swimming about in your
shoes, and still cling to romance.
| The bedraggled couple had scarcely
1 landed when Cynthia remarked:
Nov, then, see what you have done!
/ I'm pretty sight to look at, amt I! II
| you didn't know how to manage boat
why didn't you say SO and get an OK team
/ or walk?''
|
| White. "You must have been wrigslinx
around
81 never wriggled. You've brought about
a pretty mess with your silly old actions!"
"Oh, I'm silly, am T." sneered the shiv-
ering widower as he turned on the drip
ping form beside him. Eyes, guess I've
made a fool of myself!''
"And guess the same!''
81 was told that you were crank and
had a temper Of your own. but you took
good care not to let me see anything OF
the kind till just now. Thank heaven, it
is not too late!'
He walked to the up-river end Of the
sand bar and she to the down and they
. stood there for ten minutes with their
backs to each other Then Cynthia sud-
denly hared up again and demanded:
John White. are you going to stand
here all day like numbskull, or are you
going to do something's"
What the devil can do?' he asked In
reply.
+ Don't you swear at me! I won't stand
swearing from any man on earth. did
> think you were one of the incest men
= ever met, but I'm changing my mind very
= fast" y.
"So'm.I." -.-c1G -.,5'-
- There was another interval of silence. 7.
= was lonely spot on the river, with no on.
in sight and no help to be expected. Thu
f boat was certainly beyond repair. Some
, lovers might have laughed as well as shiv.
i cred over the situation, but not so will
g this pair. They felt that it had separated
- them forever.
A quarter Of an hour had gone by whe.
g John White made up his mind that tn,
4 only way to shore was to wade, the watel
" being not more than four feet deep.
n Miss Davis, I'm going home,'' he blunt
n ly announced.
y $50 am I, if can get there" she re
O piled. .
= I'm going to wade, and I'll carry yo,
$ on my, back
:, 'I'l1 never let you!'z s @@E
d But after another half hour she did. HI
: finally dumped her down on the shore witt
the remark:
s Nov you can wriggle yourself hons
n and I'll never speak to you again.
I "If you do you'll get the broomstic]
lie over your back!'' she replied. And the,
II went their separate ways and have neve
met since.