Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1910-12-29

it. Let's make believe to be drowning
tomorrow. when Max and Paul are
near US In the water. will throw up
my arms and cry Help You can
swim to my assistance, and, Of course.
they will Immediately come to the res.
cue OF both of us, and then after hay-
ing saved our lives, 1t will be our duty
to be very grateful. We can invite
them to call, and the thing is done.
Won't 1t be CREATE" she said enthusi-
astically, clapping her hands. l had
misgiyings perhaps because had not
Thought of it first. What will Chap
Ply say?" finally asked Who cares ?
She's an old fogy, anyhow" said Lou.
but ! should think she would at least
want to thank the young men for saw
ing our lives; let's do it,
Yesterday morning the surf was in
wiling and when we saw Max and
Paul gracefully disporting themselves
in the water in we plunged, quite un-
aware, as it seemed, of their prox-
unity, and swan out in different di-
rection. Very gradually we turned to-
ward them, swimming slowly, when
suddenly, SO suddenly, indeed, that it
startled even me, Lou threw up her
arms and shrieked Help"
At once there was a commotion
among the bathers and greater com
motion on shore.
The young men reached us in a
twinkling and each taking one of us
by the arm held us firmly above wa
ter and swan for the lifeboat.
"Oh, Pm all right now; was only
little frightened" gasped Lou. now
really. scared at the excitement she
had cause. She would gladly have
backed out OF the whole thing If she
could.
Don't put us in the lifeboat! l did
1t only for fun" she said, making mat
ters worse by her blunder.
BY this time Our heroes had taken
in the situation and would have re-
treated could they have done so with
out making themselves the sport Of
the beach at having been taken In by
two school girls
The boat was now upon us. We had
called for help and we should nave it.
We wanted to be rescued and rescued
we should be. M
Max! lifted Lou from the boat her
face not pale. as that Of half
drowned girl should be, but burning
like a flame from humiliation and
anger. Paul assisted me; I was simply
weak and dazed and could not have
said a word had he been leading me
to the stake.
Step aside and give the lady air."
commanded Max. she is faint-just
narrowly escaped drowning" Very
carefully he supported her as we
slowly walked up the beach between
the gauntlet of curious strangers who
craned their necks to see something
which might give them a, new sensa-
ton.
think / can walk very we'll now
with Bessie's help" said Lou finally.
THANK you for your assistance"
Don't mention it; I'm glad to have
rendered you a service" replied Max
with mock humility, as he bowed
himself away and disappeared in the
crowd
And we, the center of observation
and with all our own crowd gathering
around us, offering smelling salts,
finally reached our bathhouse. Their
attentions were odious, but we dared
thnv,1
enough.
Later when we reached our hotel
everybody had heard the story. Chap
by was wild and people we never saw
before came up obviously and con-
graduated us unon our narrow eseane.
Could they do anything for us and
how did Lou feel when she was
drowning? Was It true that your
whole life passed IN review before
you? It was simply unbearable, and
to cap the climax the whole thing was
out in the papers this morning with
big headlines. But-thank fortune
they had both our names wrons-ftdiss
Hall and Miss Johnson--so 1t won't
go any further. @
Those horrid fellows! We never
want to see their faces again, II we
really had been drowning It would be
different, but to think they knew we
were pretending and the fun they
must be having at our expense, why
It makes me blush.
OF course we couldn't let Chappy.
know the truth, so we made up ma
laria story and told her we were going
home. She demonstrated, but we put
our Joint foot down and declared we
would go. and. SO. early in the morn.
ing. before these gaping guests are
about. we will be on.
Good night; ! must finish packing
the tray Of my trunk and 1t 10 nearly
midnight Your loving sister,
3. 81 .4.5., BESS.
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Washington, Dec. a..
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