The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1907-01-08

question l should have found out Scum
er, but l couldn't bring myself to dis
cuss her. and they. supposing l under
stood, talked in metaphors and left me
/ ignorant
One golden morning left her huffily
and went after St Abe, Miss Cecilia's
/ hooking laughter trailing after me.
drove away-miles away. Coming
back, l was still bordering on the sit
uation. What had Jerome meant with
his epigrammatic better chuck it,
/ DenT AS one joins mosaic work,
put together Mrs. Atherton's advice,
! Miss Cecilias laughter, Jeromes words
and various hints from the others, but
when | had my pieces fitted failed to
read the design.
AS St Able turned eastward l saw
the girl of my thoughts sitting by the
roadside Her white face, her little
shoe in her lap, her swollen foot, told
| the tale of q sprained ankle. jumped
out.
Let me lift you in," said. 81 won't
hurt the poor foot"
oh no." she exclaimed, her blue
J eyes black with some strong feeling.
Il shall be able to walk pretty soon
Please go away
Il shall do nothing of the kind" l
replied, promptly growing angry. I'm
sorry to be so distasteful, but l guess
you can endure me till get you home
or you can drive the horse yourself"
That ride was memorable one. If
/ St Abe started into a gentle trot FL
sic shrieked with fright If l slowed
! him down Elsie knew he was going to
kick. The toot Of an auto horn in the
far distance nearly threw her into
spasms, though ST. Abe knew an auto
mobile better than he knew his mother.
! l tried to reason with her, but she
babe me keep my mind on my driving.
! At last she put her elbows on her
knees and her face into her hands, the
while she shook as with an ague chill.
II can't help it," she moaned. II was
born with 1t, as some are born with
crooked feet. l can't help It. l can't"
With her in this undignified position
and myself grim. silent, but furious, 1
drove up to the house into a perfect
cIUuu or laughter, from which l es-
capped as soon as possible.
| understood my mosaic now, and |
began weighing my desire for her
against my pleasure in st. Able. The
latter it was evident she could never
share with me. avoided her for sew
eral days, while my anger cooled and
my love increased. Then one morning
as | drove out on the pleasant country
road l overlook her She was walking
very slowly, aided by cane.
AS she turned her startled eyes on
my glossy horse blind rage suddenly
possessed her. In less time than it
takes to tell it was out of the buggy,
had Elsie in my arms, into the buggy
and we were off!
Her face went white. and the fear in
her blue eyes was mixed with unmiti-
gated scorn and anger
"You are brutew she said trem-
blingly.
Il know it," I agreed.
81 can't reason about it, l can't
help it, Oh, please put me outr
The piteous voice appealed to what
little manhood | had left l stopped
the horse and jumped out AS l held
up my arms paper careened across
the road st. Abe, noted for his quiet
nerves, snorted and ran. Elsie screamed
and shouted ''Whoaw But he ran the
faster, while l scurried after in the
cloud of dust, my heart fairly bursting
with fear and remorse.
1t seemed to me that l ran for hours.
The road had many turns, so they were
Immediately lost to sight. At every
corner I expected to come upon the
tragedy At last fell breathless by
the roadside, and while l waited, sick
at heart, heard the toot Of the tally
no horn.
THANK Godp' l cried, for l knew it
was the other guests who had early in
the morning gone for a tallyho ride.
THANK Godr' cried, and, staggering
up, ran dizzily on.