The Forrest City times. [volume] (Forrest City, Ark.) 1871-1919, 1903-11-06

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The tide Vas a; its height AID TIE
water a; hat particular spo; fzs
heard later eight feet IN depth
! grzbbed . xo7zzs dress and at
tempted 70 seize = projecting point IN
TIRE EAso1ry. but the stone work was
too slippery. and ! eozld secure 10
grip MoreoTer. TIE waves struve IL
cust-s01Esy % dash Is against the
sal Tie adventure had more II X
han lis premise. but ! an = strong
sElEEsr. and. fortified D. the cries o.
tie Spectators. VITO each shouted differ
Ell advice. won ny way TO the sands.
Here. awaiting ne. were Nike ard a
young pretty girl could not help
laughing outright. IL reminded ne so
wildly q the chorus Of a comic opera
the a. aforesaid members OF the
American public
Is she dead > began the girl. in tha;
tone which always indicates TIE ap-
preach Of hysteria-
No. Peggy cou'i be silly. dear
Ny burden, returning suddenly 70
cOnsciouSCess-'tis xouan's way when
danger Is past-spoke herself. I'm
yet through. though she added, rue
fully. and shiyered
Where are you staying asked
Nike he Is practical nzn-a sheet
anchor in moments OF emergency.
Bay hotel, said his late companion.
Then. By George. Sgd he ex-
claimed. with the pride Of happy in
spiration. veil just borrow this boa
and row back for all we're worth.
Twill lie quicker than walking along
shore. Hurry up. man A good hard
pull will warm you, too. after your cold
bath AS for the destroyer. it's found
It's bed on the rocks. LEI 1t lie on il.
We've other fish TO fry just now"
AS we showed of. taking a couple OF
oars apiece, the mob on the beach
raised parting cheer The American
public is demonstratiye animal But
Nike was good enough TO take this APP
plause as his own, and. rising, bowed
solernnly TO the delighted crowd. That
he nearly eapsized our boat in SO doing
only intensified their enthusiasm
] was il dread lest these well mean
Ing folk might proceed TO the hotel
and give Us another ovation on our
arrival, but evidently the stranded de-
stroyer was too strong a counter
attraction
Sgd. old boy, you're a lucky chap.
Dye know who the girl is?"
Haven't the remotest idea. I've
never seen either Of them before, to
my knowledge =
Mike had dropped his voice TO a low
whisper. The other men in the smok-
ing room were cycling us curiously,
and half obviously, fancied Surely.
| thought no rumor Of my swim had
been carried here. II there's one thing
| dislike l9re than to9th2che II is
cheap notoriety.
Miss Peggy Burford. only child of
Millionaire Burfo-d, an heiress, and
as beautiful as she IS wealthy I've
already interviewed her, on your be-
half, and she's just dying to thank her
heroic preserver in person.
Stop that. Mike" | cried. sharply
There are some subjects unfit for
levity, and that little-er-episode of
last night is one. Why, man. twas
nothing. You'd have done as much
-
only you didn't give ne the chance.
You were always hasty. Sgd"
erowled inarticulately. I have no
objection 10 saving a woman's life
assuming my prompt action went as
far as that-but | did not want to pose
as hero on the strength of it, Be-
sides. an heiress-probably a million
heiress
II suppose. Mike. Id better just
see her. and-hum, ask her how she
feels after her involuntary Dip"
Sure. and It's herself that's waiting
outside in the corridor now for that
identical purpose. 50
went out, aw,,wardly enough The
two girls were standing al the hotel
door, chatting ard laughing gayly. AS
| bowed. wondering how TO begin, one
came forward and held out a dainty
hand.
Mr.. Weldon. | can never hope TO
thank you enough for your bravery
bat | am grateful"
Our eyes met, and mine fell instant
ly. For in that brief fash OF time
read my fate
And | could have sroaaed aloud in
bitterness OF heart at the cruel irony
of It. la common scribbler-and she,
millionaire's daughter.
Despising myself for my moral weak
ness. almost ready To curse myself for
my folly, mo better than my brother
men, worse. perhaps. than many
counted henceforward that hour lost
in which | did not see. and speak TO-
Peggy Burtord \ week had passed
since our adventure. and each day
almost each holr-had brought TO me
happiness and unspeakable pain that
could not be measured in words.
But in my blindness. though | could
deceive myself there was one who
saw
My dear sgd, you must forgive the