The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1909-08-26

for them. At q villa sellop they
started down the street. Milk was
dripping behind, cans were clanking.
bottles were crashing. It was truly
In a perilous position that Miss Col.
chester found herself, yet it was as
ludicrous as could we'll be imagined.
II she could have got out of the door
she might have been dragged on the
ground and killed. But she was Sc
curely wedged in. Apparently she
must stay there until the milk wagon
went to pieces. The men on the street
laughed even while they gave chase.
1t was irresistibly funny.
But the milkman did not stop to
laugh or scowl. He set out with all
his might to rescue human being in
distress. never once thinking of his
grievance. His long legs We're active
and his voice restrained his horses
from distance, Before they had run
TWO blocks he had stopped them and
was rushing up to help Miss Colches'
ter out of her predicament. And just
at that minute, while he was tugging
wildly at the fat, .. ~ form, the
yellow-painted wagon Of his c:s~. ~-" WV.
up and Elsa-delicate ss a flower in
pink Bingham this time, with pink
bow in her fair hair-caine out with a
basin to get the milk.
BY this time a crowd had gathered
around the runaway. The milklnan
was favored with any amount of as.
distance in the difficult task of getting
Miss Colchester out of the door, but
by mutual consent he was acknowl.
edged as commander Of the occasion.
Miss Colchester's fright had not
been make-believe. She now tainted
uSSder the strain and lay in her res.
cuer,s avs dead weight Of mere
than 200 nonn 's. In slim. pretty
young girl faintlng ma, De considered
rather a romantic and delica.. tn'ns
to do. Certainly 1t seemed so In the
old-time novels. But there was moth.
Ing romantic or delicate about Miss
Colchester in faint. The milkman
was holding her with outmost gentle
ness. but he looked up anxiously.
What can we do with herr He
said. I'VE can't carry her home and
she can't be put into the milk wagon"
Bring her right in here" said the
sweetest voice in the world; and Elsa,
pretty Elsa. dainty in her pink dress,
looked up at the perspiring and milk
despatched milkman with admiration
in her eyes.
She led the way across her own I'M
maculate kitchen. never minding that
1t was no longer immaculate when the
sodden garments Of the victim of the
accident and her rescuer had dripped
milk over it, and directed the bearers
where to deposit their unconscious
burden ON the couch in the sitting.
room. Then she proceeded to admin.
lister restoratives, oh 80 handily.
The next day as he passed Miss
Colchester's door Elsa herself came
out with a milk basin and beckoned.
miss Colchester wants me to thank
you for what you did yesterday and to
say that she win pay all the damage
that came 70 yor from the accident"
abe said and abe would Ike 70 set
her milk 1 you after this"
And viii Mrs. Jones, too7. ALTERED
tho milkman. MrA Jones was Elaa's
mistreea
"Yea. but I am going 10 worn here
NJ little while until Miss Oolchee.
ter feels stronger"
Her roay color dbl lot heiehten.
Her tone was low and modest as ever
and ye4-0omehov-it was different.
And the mi1kman felt his heart dance
IN his bosom as lightly and yet as
tremulously as the leaves on the sway.
ing branches above him. For he
knew. IN some une1piatnable way, that
he had at last proved his knightliness
to the maiden OF his choice and that
now she looked upon him with eyes of
love.