The Havre herald. [volume] (Havre, Mont.) 1904-1908, 1908-04-08
moment Dick gazed sadly upon his ia

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yorite.
Joyce. he had seen, was unframed.
Her position and the thick robes had
saved her from worse than a shaking
up, and she had regained the seat.
.Poor old Kfng!"' she cried as she
saw with relief that Dick was unhurs
Il could kill that little Edwards boy"
Never mind the Edwards boy said
Dick brusQuely. What we have to
think about is the train. We never can
walk that hill in time to make the
train. Have you nerve enough to coast
it in the cutter?"
I'D risk anything rather than return
home" cried Joyce. II never will let
father catch u.s.
''Then here goes cried Dick gayly
as he pulled the cutter back into the
road and caught up one of the broken
shafts. "Its been a long time since I
went bobbing, but think can make
it."
He gave Joyce the shaft to hold and
pushed the cutter over the brow of the
hill, climbing in over the back when
he had it started.
Once back in the cutter he took the
shaft and improvised steering rud-
der. The body work afforded him lever
age. and Dick laughed as the sleisn
began to gain speed.
For the FIRST half mile the road was
straight, and little steering was neces-
sary. Then ahead doomed the turn, and
rafoly,c e., oo +,,,.r,nd rrro vo as f1a f1ny ffc
shaft into the road.
Slowly the sleigh responded to the
pressure. and in another instant they
had swung around the curve as neatly
as q champion coaster on his low
pointer, and they we're again on the
! straight and headed for the station.
Hank Carew had just backed his en-
CINE down from the house. and white
plume OF steam rose from the dome a:
the engineer waited for the minute
hand OF the clock to touch the bottom
4 OF the dial.
The runaways were still quarter g
mile from the station when the cut
\ ter slowed up. but they had gained
more than a minute ia their swift de
scent, and they did not have TO run.
Az they came up to the station plat
form the little knots OF loungers gath
. cred about them. Rapidly Dick ex
planned the reason for the coast, an
the listeners cheered as they heard tn
|. tale. For years they had grumble
, at the way Waring treated Joyce, an
, they were glad that at last she wa
to be released from her fathers har
, reign.
''Here comes your dad nowr' piped
| shrill voice. And with one accor
I they turned to see the familiar Wal
Ing team tearing over the brow Of tn
hill
Carew glanced at the steam gaua
and the clock. Then he Leaned out c
the window.
"All aboard that's goingp' he ealle
i In 8 stsutorfan voice. 'sWe're chang
Ing the schedule today. The $40 is 81
fng out Mt 9:2S!'' " *sr
Another instant and the train wa
rafting down the read toward Ii
state line, and Hiram Waring cam
dashing up to the platform to be gree
ed by ironical cheers.
"The train went ahead Of timer b
/. sputtered. II shall report this to th
ef1cials!'
You're wrong, squire" drawled Ne
Burns, who posed as wag. '"Ths
amt the regular train. That's til
Coaster special. Makes close conns
don with the Gutter express, from u
your way
The laugh which followed Shove
Waring that the sympathy was a
with the runaways. He was to be
candidate FOR county treasurer in tt
fall. It would not do to turn b
townspeople against him. AS he heat
ed the horses for home he half turne
In his seat.
When that Coaster special con
pletes the round trip" he shouted GU
"you might tell Dick Torrington
come out to my place. / amt going
Il kill the fatted calf, but there's a tn
il key I was saving up for Christina
g guess that'll do as well" '.
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