The Holbrook news., 1910-11-25

sauntered down there. She wanted to see the waters pour over the dam She wanted to wonder, by herself,
 If the stranger had forgiven the goat,
 or was still bent on his assassination.
 And all of a sudden she saw Tommy
 Dwight as he f1shed And all of a
 sudden she saw somebody's goat as
 the goat saw Tommy. Would it be
 proper to scream and scare all of Tom
 my's fish away? Could she approach
 him and warn him that the same goat
 was after him the same way? Should
 she throw herself between the goat and the man and receive the, head-on collision?
 Miss Susie was little slow in mak- ing up her mind, and the goat settled the matter. The fishing, humming. happy Tommy was struck between the shoulders. He uttered a brief prayer for mercy and shot far out into the river and sank Then the girl screamed. Somebody's goat look ed at her and shook his head. Then. as she ran for the water, he went up town on new business.
 It was good for Tommy Dwight to come to the surface at all. but par ticularly good that he came within reaching distance of pole Miss Susie held out to him. He was drawn ashore. He sputtered and stuttered and coughed and gasped, but life Is to the sawmill and got man, and it was the man who told Tommy that 1t was the same old goat, and gave him an arm to his hotel. This time there were results. The victim was in bed for five days. The doctor didn't exactly say so in plain English. but he hinted around that both of Tommy's lungs had been parted from their foundation, and that his shoul- der blades had been dislocated in seven different directions.
 Miss Susie Anderson had a con science. That conscience accused her of collusion with somebody's goat. She hadn't been a heroine. She hadn't given warning. She hadn't put forth hand. And to salve that conscience she sent flowers to Tommy when she heard from the innkeeper's wife that he was in bed and wrapped up in cot ton batting. All of this was perfectly right and proper Tommy held his nose to the bouquets 20 times day and agreed that it was so. And further, that it was the proper and all right thing to lie there and VOW vengeance upon that goat.
 When Tommy Dwight's heart and lungs and shoulders had worked back to the proper place. the thing for him to do was to walk down and call on the young lady and tender a thou sand thanks.
 One evening, therefore, after hay ing hired about 20 boys to scout around and bring back reports that somebody's goat was not to be seen, he started out on his call.
 The house was reached. The gate was reached. Miss Susie was perched on the side fence. and the goat was shaking Lis horns and venerable whiskers at her He turned from her to see the new arrival. and the light Ol JOy uduCCQ AAo CyOo- AAC O'S- bleated with happiness.
 But it was not to be. As some body's goat drew a long breath and dashed forward he met determined painter of landscapes. There was a club. handy, and it fell upon Billy's pate with crash. and he rolled over to die game. He gave not one appeal for pity. He died game.
 Several months later Tommy had come down to Medvale on one of his weekly visits, and he and Miss Susie had been talking and talking, when he suddenly asked:
 Haven't you always thought that somebody's goat had a mission on earth?"
 ITO bunt folks, do you mean?"
 No; to bring them together"
 Why, it does look little thal way" she said as she blushed and be- gan to play on the piano.
 Tommy not only got somebody's