Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1906-07-06

here tonight. So they suggest that we
try 10 find some one we know on
shore" Her voice was uncertain. The
last train was gone. She knew OF no
n in the neighborhood. Heming-
ways face cleared.
"Why. the Mayhews have n place
only n few miles from here" he ex-
claimed triumphnntly. I'VE can easily
get n trap at the stntion and drive out.
! know they would be delighted"
Emily Mayhem repeated Miss Nor
ton family. she 20 to Emily May
hew'sl That would indeed be a fitting
climax for this wretched afternoon.
Was 1t not Emily Mayhem with whom
Hemingway had spent the most Of his
time. at the Richardson dance? Was
It not with Emily Mayhem that she had
Reen him in a hanson dashlng down
town? And had not more than one
rumor Of Emily Mayhew's engagement
to Mr.. Hemingway reached her? 1t
would be horrible to go there, she re-
hccted. yet what else could she do?
Clearly Il was Impossible TO remain on
the yacht without Mira. Farwell.
1t could not be helped. Quietly che
took her place in the boat to go
ashore. Quietly she stepped into the
ramshackle vehicle Hemingway sue
ceeded in procuring. II was n clear,
star Ut night; the road, winding
through English-lilSe lanes, was fra
grant with dew dampened flowers.
Everything breathed Of peace and
beauty. msensibly the girls perturba-
ton began to still itself.
Then all at once around n sudden
corner came Il rush OF four blazing
lights: the warning 'honk, honk" Of
the hurrying monster. The station
horse, taken unGwares, backed precipi-
lately. There was Il bump, a crash.
Alicia, struggling slowly back to on
seriousness, found herself in Mrs. Far
wells arms. That little lady, seeing
the girls eyes open and realizing that
she was safe, burst into tears.
"Oh. my dear, my dear!" she sobbed.
Wasn't It too awful? There we were
speeding along. trying to make the
yacht after all-fOr the breakdown
proved not so serious as we feared
and didn't we run into you and nearly
kill you? But the doctor says you are
all right" she hurried on. You only
struck your head a tiny bit. You will
be all right tomorrow"
"Where am II" asked the girl Won
deringly. She could see the pretty
room wherein she lay. Whose could 1t
be?
why, at the Mayhews'," responded
Mrs. Farwell. 1--WE had just stopped
to pick up Emily and Bob, and she in
sisted that we come back ut ono You
see, we didn't know whether or mot
you were badly hurt. So she and
Bob
"Bob?" queried Alicia, bewildered.
Bob Hemingway, Harris brother
explained Mrs. Farwell. "They are en-.
gagged, you know, although they have
been trying hard to keep 1t n secret
until Bob got home. But you know
how easy that IS" with n shrug. And
| believe there were some bushes,
complications too-mattcrs which both
cred both the boys. Anyway. between
worry and work and looking after En-
lily, 1 know that poor Harris has beer
really distracted. BY the way" send
ing Il keen glance at the girl, speaking
of Harris, he is almost crazy and in
slsts that he must see you. But.
doubtfully, do you think that 70,
could stand til"
yes" murmured Alicia in a queer
b%reathless little voice, Il think I could
There was a slight noise at the door
Alicia opened her eyes. Mrs. Farwel
was gone; Harris Hemingway, his eye
dark and wide with anxiety, stooC
there.
Alicia" he cried, and there was nj
m%lstaking the love, cagerness and pail
which rang through his voice. Al
GOODNESS and misunderstanding melte'
before it like a mist before the sun
shine.
With a contented little sigh, Alicii
stretched forth both hands.
Harris" she whispered happily
"why, Harris, dearg"