Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1910-09-17

bright red lining.
Neal Burton glanced at the rosy glow
reflected on the girls softly rounded
cheek and met her inquiring eyes.
How much farther to the river.
Neal!" she asked hastily.
AS II you didn't know" he rctorted
"You must have been there times
enough with Fuller. You needn't be
afraid I'm going TO propose to you
again."
II don't wish you to-
you've made that very plain on
three different occasions. I may look
ut you sometimes. may I not. without
intending to throw myself at your feet
and plead for crumb OF affection:"
His bitter sarcasm stung Anne to
foolish retort.
at would make me most uncomfort
able II you did. rs haven't even a
crumb TO sparc!'
Neal WINGED. II don't wish q crumb.
Anne. It's all or nothing as far as
I'm concerned"
"I'm sorry II must be nothing. then"
In the adjoining pasture sleek dark
form leisurely approached break In
the rail fence.
The young man. eager for keener
torture to allay the dull ache OF his
heart. spoke again jealousy.
"Of course I'm no horny handed son
of the soil: ! don't mangle the kings
English nor talk with twang and
eat sixteen buckwheat cakes for
breakfast. winter and summer! can't
milk a COW. and don't know the best
soil In which to produce giant turnips.
do know the real estate business
from the ground up. ! can provide q
home. and can run motor car
These are my limitations. Speaking
OF Nathan Fuller
I'VE were not speaking Of him." in
terrupted Anne coldly.
Again silence. The dark form paus.
cd In the opening OF the broken fence
with uplifted head.
Are you going TO that barn dance
tonight r. asked Neal after awhile.
"Yes."
"You told me when I asked you TO
go that you didn't care for that sort OF
thing"
II changed my mind. I thought Il
would be rather fun TO go and meet
the country people. Their ways are so
fresh to me: they enjoy everything so
heartily. II is such pleasant. simple
lifer
1.-THE natives won't enjoy themselves
much with lot Of giggling city board
ers looking on. suppose the other
people at the farmhouse are golng."
IL hardly think SO. Mr.. Fuller In.
vited me to go. I'm going to drive
over I'm the buggy with him" Anne
blushed deep with embarrassment I'M
der Meals sharp gaze. Don't look Mt
me like that. Neal Burton" she added
sharply. Nathan Fuller is fine fcl.
low, and he saved my life. might
have drowned II he had not happened
along the river when my boat upset.
You may laugh at him for country.
man. but would like TO see you do n
deed like that
at IL not my luck TO have the op.
portunity." returned Neal. his face
curiously white. II understand what
you mean. Anne I'm just n PLAIN.
matter OF fact sort OF chap. the sort
you've always known. and you're tired
of my type. II may be permitted to
!, express the opinion--I trust Fuller will
not misunderstood your gratitude for
something warmer"
Acme made no reply. Her blue eyes
were v"d on the shining river which
they were rnnroaching.
Suddenly Ton tore the red lined
parasol fro.l y light grasp and
clutched her arm.
"Run. Anne. Run 49, willow
trees and climb. It's u bail. 49, ''r"p
him on! Run. tell You" lie
her toward the river. but she turn
and chung 10 him with n little cry ~
alarm.
With despairing gesture he tossed
the red lined parasol toward the ap-
HbH saw ~ nhil
along. its crimson silk full In the face
OF the animal. Then he grasped
Anne's arm and raced with her across
the intervening space toward the will
lows.
Behind them the bull was trampllng
the tantallzIng sunshade into twisted
fragments. Ills angry below announc-
ed that their flight had been discov-
cred. and. with amazing celebrity in so
clumsy beast. he had turned and
was after them
Neal fairly tossed Anne's slight form
up into the low hanging branches.
where she chung desperately. That he
was able TO reach her side and throw
his arm about her was due 10 his
trained muscles. backed by cool
head. As he braced himskf against
the inclined trunk. his feet secure IN
a convenient crotch below. the below
ing animal struck the willow tree like
n whirlwind.
As they rocked dizzlly with the
swaying tree Anne dung closely 10
purfou's shoulder into which hcr face