Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1904-11-04
Another stile," said 1, cheerfully.

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Dear me, that's the fourthr' said
Chloe, resignedly. 81 do wish they'd
make gates between the fields"
"a stiles more picturesque" said I.
Every possibly" said Miss Bohun,
indifferently. cts certainly not as
convenient
"Ah," said /, smiling, there's one
thing, at any rate, in which men are
superior. They can negotiate stile."
'Indeed!' said Chloe, loftily. 81
should have thought the feat was not
impossible for woman" pursed up
my lips. "Any woman can get over
stiles,' she said, warmly, seeing my
skepticism.
ooh, I've no doubt" said I, politely.
ITS nonsense your saying that
when l can see you don't believe it,"
said Miss Bohun. you're simply
pleased to be sarcastic all along"
shrugged my shoulders. She march
ed coldly and confidently toward the
stile. 1t took off a high ground, which,
I suppose, accounted for the absence
Of a STEP But there were two cross
bars to assist the climber. l thought
Chloes face fell as she noted it.
"Let me give you hand" said.
"Nonsense!'' she replied. II don't
| want any assistance. It's quite easy"
| She put the hand which was not en-
| numbered by the sunshade on the top
bar and placed one neat foot on the
| lowest Then she hpSitated.
perhaps I'd better take the sun
shade" suggested.
| She did not answer at once; then, 'if
you wish it," she replied, nonchalant-
ly, though it's Of no consequence"
| took the sunshade and waited.
| Chloe's two feet were now on the
lowest bar. She peered over. The
stile let down beyond in a big drop
into kind of hollow or ditch.
"Ohr' said she. Il didn't" 1
was still waiting.
81 wish you'd go on and not stare In
that atrocious way" said she, with
asperity.
1 begged pardon, vaulted the stile
with one hand and strolled on. Pres
emily 1 looked back. Miss Bohun was
seated astride the top bar, clinging
with both hands to it, Her face was
deeply flushed.
do go on!' she called out, vehe-
mently. / went on leisurely. But,
somehow, I could not make up my
mind to walk briskly. She did not
| ioin me, so I flung myself on the grass
| and pulled out a cigarette. Then
heard my name called in distressful
| voice, I stood up and looked around.
Miss Bohun was astride the top bar
| and she was pinker than ever.
"Please come-don't be SO unkind"
she cried with tears in her voice.
| hurried back like the wind.
ooh, Just give me your hand!' pant
cd Chloe, nervously lifting one from
the bar 81 can't-it's such a long
drop. l can't get my
"Wait a Bit" said I, considering.
you're half way over now. You've
onE got to lift that foot off the bar
and"
st shall go over. I know shall go
over" she said, patheucally.
mo, you won't" said l. ut only
| REQUIRES confidence. Imagine you're
on a horse and
"But I don't ride horse this way,
said Chloe, miserably.
NO" said I, 'but men do; and wom-
en- are just as good AS
"It's cruel of you-it's beastly, when
I'm in such peril!' sobbed Bohun. she
clutohed wildly for me with the trem-
1sing hand she had disengaged. l
seized it and her.
Now just lift that foot" | enjoined.
Chloe's weight lay limp on my Shout
der.
81 can't get it free. It's stuck" she
said pitifully. I moved closer, stu
with. nv burden on my shoulder, ana
1ooSed the dainty foot. Now" SAID.
She lifted it gingerly. Don't MIND
| YOUR ankles" said.
"Oh. but ann" Her fooI Went
hack "Shut your eyes, please" she
antreated. 1 shut my eyes. The next
instant the weight on me was doubled
| and two arms went stranglingiy ABOUT