Danville intelligencer. [volume] (Danville, Pa.) 1859-1907, 1906-12-14

Seen SO long deserted that there was
not board in sight Yes, half buried
| and black with age, there was one. He
Ielted across the I2it, ~ave great
wrench and was back again with the
board. which he placed as a bulwark
against further sand slides. Then to
work again with the broken shovel,
feverishiy, for Small was growing
faint and limp.
At last, painting, Harwefl helped the
half unconscious Small to his feet.
Then he was suddenly conscious that
his hands were bllstered, that his feet
dragged. that his right thigh muscle
sched YEARLY But he put his arm
about SmaIi ana ieu MIN SLOWLY rrom
the sand pit down to the turnpike road
that was the straightest course to the
college dormitory. 1t was nearing sun
| set, and a damp, cool wind blew from
the marshes. Harwell shlvered, but he
closed his lips firmly and hurried Small
sn as best he could.
There was the sound of hoof beats
behind them. The two weary figures
drew to the roadside and waited for
the smart little dogcart to pass them.
But it stopped. and Its solitary oc-
| cupant gave an exclamation Of sur
prise.
What In the world Is tho mastsrr'
| asked Alice Summers.
Small got caught in the sand pit" re-
| piled Uarwell, both men staring up In
to the beautiful. sensitive face. The
girl gave little cry Of sympathy. "Oh.
get in here, Mr.. Small, and I'll drive
you to the doctor"
In few moments Harweil was
watching the gay painted back Of the
trap, now occupied by two figures. re-
treating into the dusk.
His lip quivered little sensit1vely.
"They never thought of me-" he NUT
tered. "Small has got her, and 1--we
cot the chill he wanted me to have"
Then he limped on through the twi-
light toward the dormitory a mile
away.
That evening Harwell sat In the liv-
sng room of his fraternity house nurs-
ing his aching muscles and giving an
occasional sneeze. The hundred yard
dash was lost; but, since Alice, too,
was lost, he was strangely Indifferent.
Then he was called to the telephone.
Miss Alice Summers, who was staying
at the hotel with her mother, would be
giad to have him call.
AS Harwell. very cold and dignlned,
stalked into the reception room Alice,
her winsome face eager, led him to
quiet corner. "Dick." she said hesi-
tatIngly, did l act very brutal this
afternoon"
Dick thought for a moment YES"
he replied firmly.
Alice caught her breath. But how
could l know that you had been so
fine? You said nothing"
There was nothing to say. 1t was
smalrs inning"
Small" shifted Alice. Don't men
tion Billy Small to me! think you are
hne, but l could get that from what
Billy said only by inference. Dick. did
you get chilli"
Dick nodded. and Ance's face filled
with dismay. With two brothers In
college, she understood all the shad-
ings of training.
"Oh. Dick" she said. "Ch, Dickr
Something in her tone made Dick
look up. But you don't care" he said
bitterly.
Don't II" she replied. well, per
haps DO care, more that you were
brave and fine enough to give up all
chances in the meet to help a man
who was not worth It,"
The room swan around giddily. Dick
clutched the arms of his chair, and
then both the girls slender hands were
in his.
"Dlck." she whispered. "don't you
see that what you have done Is better
than winning ten dashes"
'I am sure of It," said Dick. And
there was thrill Of JOY in his voice
that left no doubt as to his meaning.