Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-04-13

The young man took off his bat and tossed back his hair with peculiar gesture, and with a shriek Mary Jerked I'D Dobbin. plunged out over the wheel, !arted to the barbed wire fence. drop ped flat, rolled smoothly under 1t and flew, still shrieking. across the meadow.
 raralyzed with dreadful fear, Mrs. Briggs gazcd helplesSly. There could be but one hitlc0tIs explanation of the astounding scene Mary was suddenly seized with mental aeransement-sbe had taken that miserable affair to heart; she had brooded over her trou- ble; her whole expression showed that, and now, having it all brought up ngain-oh. horrible. It was her own mother who had
 "Oh. lordy, lordv"' Mrs. Briggs moaned, backing clumsiiy out of the buggy and futtering along the fence like hen at the garden pickets, but she could not roll her plump figure un- derneath. She would have to go around, and that poor child running heaalong, perfectly wild She was now disap- bearing in the grove. In her frenzy she would rush on down the hill be- yond. and the creek was high.
 John. John" Mrs. Briggs screamed frantically. Catch her, John"'
 John apparently understood and dis appeared in the trees, while Mrs. Briggs shaking with sobs, scrambled into the buggy and lashed Dobbin into run with a suddenness that flung his heels to the top of the dashboard She slid to her knees ill the box and piled the whip. wailing aloud at every jump of the horse At the pasture lane she turned so sharply that the buggy tilted against the post, nearly tipping her out. but she only urged the astonished Dobbin on, her imagination picturing her darling already at the bottom of the swirliDg stream. She dashed through the open gate of the potato field
 She could not wait to take down the bars of the small oat patch that inter vened but squeezed through and ran, panting breathlessly, too exhausted to call. Soon she caught sight of John. He had Mary safe. Her abused knees weakened at that. but she struggled to them, John clasped Mary close In his arms, and she was laughing shrlly, crying hysterically, "Oh, it is Allen; 1t Is Allen..'
 Yes honey; yes" Mrs. Briggs qua l vered "Oh, lordy, lordy, Come to the house with mother, deary. Don't let go of hn wicked cruel to her Yes, honey; yes it's Allen.
 It's Allen. Allen," Mary reiterated, her face on the young mans breast.
 "Oh, lordy. lordy." moaned Mrs. Briggs, the tears streaming. 'IIumor her, John. Help me get her to the house, then bring the doctors. Yes. ho-honey; tits Al-Allen.'
 "Mrs. Briggs" = John patted her shoulder comfortingl gly2"you needn't he frightened. Mary is all right It is Alien-John Allen SlHithers, instead of John Smith I wanted to prove to you that I wasn't mere good for nothing Mrs. Briggs sat down suddenly-"and I hope you have changed your opinion of me and will accept me as your son in-iaw.'
 For I'll never. never have anything to do with the judges nephew. Mary declared aggressively
 Mrs, Briggs started, then burst into peals of fearful choking laughter Il guess we'd better step and see where we're att she gasped. I'm the only one that's crazy, it seems. Who wants you to have anything to do with the judges nephew. missie: So. you young scamp you're Allen, are you? And you've worked a slick game on me, but I'm suited Why, it's the very thing I've been planning for weeks
 Then, with fresh shrieks, Mary fell upon her mother, and they kissed and cried and laughed together. while John Allen looked on grinning foolishly.
 Noon Natures Dining Hour.