The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1905-12-06
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HE WAS SORRY.
They Were Stranded on a Lonely
Road.


Road.
I'm afraid" he said after he had
got out of the automobile and lool ID
under II and around Il without being
able to discover what was the matter
that we are in a pretty bad Ak. It
must be at least three miles to the
nearest railroad station"
20 dear" she replied, and it will be
dark In Is minutes"
"Yes. I'm sorry this had to happen.
II you wish 1t, | will leave the thing
here and take you over to Groveland
and put you on the train. There will
be one along in about three-quarters
Of an hour"
Don't you think there is any chance
to get the automobile to go again."
1T doesn't look that way. Still, it
may take a notion to start up all Of a
sudden"
Perhaps, then. It would be best for
us to wait a while"
But II We do that We will not be
able to catch the train"
Wouldn't you be afraid to leave
the thing here all alone? Somebody
might come along and steal II or DO
something to It that would spoil 1t
forever"
I'd have to take that risk"
"1 could never forgive myself II
anything happened to 1t on my &C.
count"
1T wouldn't be On your account,
Miss Wadsworth. should consider
1t all my own fault. had no bust.
ness to bring you away out here where
1t would be so hard to get back II any.
thing happened"
You ere very noble, Mr.. Judson,
to look at it that way. Still should
feel that you wouldn't have come so
far out OF the regular course II had
not been enjoying II so much"
We'll, the fact remains that here
we are and that II you are to get home
tonight We will have to start right
away. The train won't wait, you
know"
'!..'s horribly awkward isn't 1t?
Why don't you look again? Maybe you
can find out what is wrong"
After crawling under and examin.
ing everything that he could think
OF he stood up, sadly shaking his head
NO" he said, 81 confess It's too
much for me. I'll have to get ma.
chinist, | guess. Don't you think we'd
better start now? There no time to
lose II we're going to make that
train
1T seems pity" she replied, lean.
ing back In the seat and indulging In
a long sigh, ito leave it here alone,
And there's one thing you haven't |
thought of. Suppose somebody else
should come along here In the dark |
and crash into 1t! Think Of the dam. |
age that might be done. Some one |
might be killed, and you would have
life to answer for
Il can leave my lights going, you
know"
But you have no light at the back
They might come from that way
We'll, they'd of course have lights
of their own to show what was in front
of them. l must insist that we start
right away II you want to catch that
train. There will not be any more
tonight, and we're probably 20 miles
from home"
Isn't It foolish?"
"Yes, rather. Shall I help you
down."
1--WE never heard Of any other girl
being in this sort Of predlcament-
have your"
Not that l remember Of now. I'm
very sorry, I assure you"
Are you really. I've read stories
In which men were said to have delib.
erately plotted to place girls in awk.
ward positions like this, so as to get |
them to consent to be their wives
you don't think I'd do that, do
you, Miss Wadsworth?"
20, no. didn't mean that. Only |
I was wondering II you would really |
feel so very, very sorry II, knowing |
that you were not in any way to blame |
you and l were lost like this in some |
place We couldn't get back from, even |
II we wanted to. For instance, II we |
were cast away on an island where |
there were no other people and there
wouldn't be any chance to get of |
for at least day or so, would you
would-would-"
But you see, there Is q chance for |
us" he relied, looking at his watch,
although it's a rather slim one now.
Do you think you could walk three
miles in 25 minutes?"
Goodness! Is that all the time we
have left to catch the train? I'm
afraid | never could do it."
There's only one way to find out
Come on, please, let's try it. The
train may be a few minutes late"
20, well, II you are so anxious to
get rid OF me, l suppose shall have
to"
But she never finished. The de.
licious truth had reached him at last,
and when the red streaks of morning
began to appear she sat beside him
on the deep cushioned seat Her
head was resting upon his shoulder
and they were dreaming sweet, limo.
cent dreams Of the bliss which the
future held for them.-S. f. Kiser in
Chicago Record Herald